#like... luffy and usopp are SEVENTEEN

[your-mom-friend]

i looked it up out of curiosity and i think it's fucking hilarious that the OG 5 members of the straw hat pirates are all like, under 20. they were out conquering the east blue because they couldn't be at the club they were too young

[hylianane]

I’ve read Time Traveler Zoro AUS far more interesting than anything my feeble little mind could cook up on it’s own, but I’d still love try to play around with the premise and give it my own spin.

I’ve read two in which Zoro loses the crew in a great tragedy, so he goes back in time to save them, and the greatest source of tension in the story is the way he tries to hide all the future knowledge he maintains from the others, while still trying to rewrite history. It’s so good and thrilling. But. Yet. However.

I’m reminded of the scene in Sabaody in which Rayleigh offers to tell the crew about the One Piece, and Luffy furiously rejects him. Says he doesn’t want a boring adventure where he knows the ending. And though I don’t recall Zoro saying anything in that moment, I think he would agree. So in this Time Travel AU, when Zoro goes back in time, he does so with the idea that this second try isn’t for him. He wants to help, but if he gets on that boat, he won’t be able to keep himself from giving Luffy all the answers in hopes of saving his life, and that would ruin his Captain’s dream.

So let’s imagine Luffy. At seventeen years old, he sets out on a journey through the Grandline to become the King of the Pirates. He has his navigator, his sniper, his cook, his doctor- all his friends by his side. And things are challenging sometimes, but always fun. And he gets lucky.

He gets lucky a lot.

Sanjj tells him it’s a guardian angel, but Luffy’s not so sure. There’s something at the back of his mind, an itch behind his ear. He starts to notice signs of a certain presence everywhere he goes, a mysterious someone who seems to always want to beat him to the punch, but also seems to never finish the job.

Like back in Orange Town, when he met Nami and fought the Buggy guy, the Clown complained about his knife thrower being put out of commission by a bounty hunter right before the fight. Or in Syrup Village, when Captain Kuroo called for reinforcements two of his officers were a no-show, their crewmates reporting that it was as if the Nyaban Brothers had disappeared into the night. When Luffy met Sanji at the Baratie, he’d felt a tension build within him as he listened to all the rumors of the Greatest Swordsman in the World having been seen nearby. But then, the tension is cut abruptly when Don Kreig walks through the door instead, announcing that he’d escaped the Warlord when some suicidal swordsman intercepted his chase.

In Whiskey Peak, Nami tells him about how she saw a cloaked figure take down 100 hundred bounty hunters without making a sound, as if trying to not disturb the Strawhat’s sleep. Luffy thinks he might’ve seen such a figure from afar when taking a leak, but he can’t be sure. In Alabasta, Ace keeps throwing looks over his shoulder as if searching for someone, but always telling Luffy there’s nothing to worry about. Vivi is shocked to discover someone took down Baroque Work’s Number 1 in a duel a night before their arrival at Alubarna. When Robin joins them at the end of it, she seems shocked to find the crew only has five members, instead of six. But she doesn’t seem keen on elaborating why just yet.

The only place that they haven’t been followed to by this Mystery Guy (as Luffy has taken to calling him) is Skypeia. Almost like he couldn’t figure out how to get up there.

And still, the whole time Luffy’s there he can’t stop thinking about him. Looking left and right as if between the clouds and the trees he’ll catch a glimpse of Mystery Guy’s face. Nami says it’s ludicrous to think that all these instances can be chalked up to same guy. Usopp tells tall tales of how they’re being stalked by a man who fell madly love with the Great Sniper’s good looks, or sometimes he tells tales of how they’re being followed by the ancient God of Fortune, or sometimes it’s any other grandiose tale he’ll accept before he accepts that it’s just a guy, just a Mystery Guy, who is real and Luffy knows it.

He knows, and he’s a little obsessed with it. And it’s not always great. He loses sleep, wondering who are you and do you know me and do i know you and stop getting in my way and why don’t you do it more and do you want to join my crew and i need you to watch me and i need you on my crew.

(Meanwhile, on his end, Zoro is planning how to stop the tragedy that will befall his family. But in the meantime he doesn’t want to just be dead weight. He doesn’t want to be apart from them. He may not have a place on that boat anymore, but he can’t have his Captain fighting his battles. He can’t let his friends go unprotected. So he’ll protect them, protect him, in silence, from afar, always one day head, always knowing what’s coming next)

[goodlucktai]

name your courage now

one piece word count: 2k pairing: usopp & luffy my piece for the @opfluffzine ! @beasttrash drew some absolutely lovely art to go with my fic, go take a look if you'd like ! title borrowed from the moon will sing by the crane wives read on ao3

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When Usopp was seventeen, he met a man who made him feel small. 

It wasn’t the first time in his life someone looked at him and found him wanting. But it was the first time elevator eyes and a sneer had caused a deep pang of uneasiness to take up residence in his gut.

“This guy?” the stranger had said to Luffy, incredulous. “Come on, you can tell just by looking between us that I have more to offer than he ever could.”

He was trying to cozy up to the rookie captain already making a name for himself across the blues. He wanted to tag along, take the easy street to adventure and infamy. He couldn’t seem to understand why Usopp, of all people, had a spot, while he didn’t. 

Until that point, Usopp had never had any compunctions about his own physicality. He had a runner’s body, lithe muscle that got him from Point A to Point B swiftly, and the excellent cardio required to scream every step of the way. He would never try to go toe-to-toe with someone like this man—a little taller than Zoro, a little broader in the shoulders, more muscled than the nineteen-year-old former pirate hunter by virtue of being about a decade older. 

But Luffy’s first mate had a devil in him that made him an actual walking natural disaster. This stranger just seemed like the type of bully who was used to using his size to get what he wanted, and his handsome, chiseled face when brute force failed him. 

Luffy had looked at the man the way Usopp imagined the sun might look at a satellite, a glancing interest in this tiny, inconsequential thing that decided to cut boldly across his view. 

Then he looked at Usopp and the shape of that regard changed completely, all warmth and light and safekeeping—the sun looking at one of its planets, Luffy looking at someone who was his. 

Usopp knew how special it was to have that sunlight in his life. He knew better than to think, even for a second, that the special one was him. 

“Who are you?” Luffy said plainly, as if he hadn’t been present for the introductions that had happened literal minutes before. 

The stranger’s face flushed with humiliation, and Zoro’s low chuckle rumbling around them like thunder certainly didn’t help. 

“Shall I get rid of him, captain?” Zoro said with a courteousness that felt dangerous in the moment. 

Luffy, as petulant as any spoiled little brother or soon-to-be king, said, “Just get him out of the way! Usopp was telling a story.”

The stranger chose to take himself out of the way, proving he was at least a little smarter than most wannabe big shots they bumped into. Even after he had disappeared down the road—even after the encounter had drifted back into the company of one thousand other encounters that wouldn’t even make it into the footnotes of their crew’s grand tale—that oily uncertainty remained in Usopp’s stomach. 

Looking back, it was stupid. But it was the first time Usopp felt worried that his place could be snatched away; that someone more deserving could take his spot. 

He knows that he’s lucky, that fate decided to be kind to him that day it brought his future right to his front door. He knows he never would have mustered the courage to go meet his destiny on his own, because Usopp was a runner, and a coward, and only as strong and fast as he needed to be to race away from danger, not towards. 

Then his family was ripped apart. Then Luffy suffered, alone and out of his reach. Usopp clutched a newspaper in hands that shook and imagined, for one second, a world without Luffy’s sunny smile. 

He needs me, Usopp thought. It wasn’t a lie to bolster himself in a moment of crippling insecurity. It wasn’t an act of silly, self-important grandeur to make Nami scoff or Chopper giggle or Sanji roll his eyes. It was a frightening, heavy thing to hold, something he was halfway tempted to put down, and that’s how he knew it was the truth. That’s how he knew he had to keep holding it. 

Usopp worked hard on himself in those two painful years apart, let himself go and then dragged himself back kicking and screaming. He has plenty to show for it, his body a machine as trustworthy as the ones he and Franky build together in their workshop. Just let someone try to take his nakama away again. 

I could carry any one of you, he thinks sometimes, gazing at them over drinks or under the stars, feeling settled in his skin and bones in a way he never was before. If you needed me, I'm strong enough to carry you now.

They meet that man again one more time, when Usopp is twenty.

On the main street of a city they’re poking around for the afternoon, they stumble upon a seaside restaurant's soft opening. Sandwich board menus planted in the street boast cheap specials for couples due to some local holiday. 

Usopp and Luffy lock eyes, and grin, and slide into each other’s space with the ease of people who have put their lives in each other’s hands on the regular. When they amble up to join the queue, they don’t get any second glances.

The shape of Luffy against Usopp’s side is familiar. His hair is stiff, starched with sun and sea salt, but it bends to Usopp's whims when he finger-combs it back into waves. 

Luffy isn’t handsome in a textbook way, isn’t pretty the way people like Vivi and Cavendish are, but he stops strangers in their tracks regardless. Gazes linger where he goes, maybe because humans at a base level can tell when a god is walking with them. 

Or maybe it’s his huge brown eyes. Even odds, Usopp decides, grinning when Luffy pushes into his touch like a pampered pet monster. 

“If we don’t have enough for the bill we can just run away,” Luffy says none too quietly, because he’s very much a product of the two half-feral older brothers who raised him.

“We’ll have enough,” Usopp reassures, even though he’s not entirely sure. Things will work out one way or another. He's learned from the best, after all, and while he’s no Nami, he can charm a few hundred bellies off the bill at the very least. 

Their chatter attracts attention. One of the two girls holding hands in line ahead of them scoffs, good-humored, and her partner giggles. A man walking down the street does a double-take and stops in his tracks.

Usopp recognizes him, even if it takes a minute. He’s smaller than Usopp remembers. The years haven’t been kind, weathering away his roguish good looks. Now he wouldn’t stand out of a crowd one way or another. 

In a split second, Usopp can see the spark of something like blame in his eyes. He looks like he’s about to start a fight.

“Hey, Lu, I bet they’ve got free samples up at the front,” Usopp says, giving his captain a nudge. “Get us something good, I'll save our spot in line.”

“Good idea!” Luffy’s off like a shot, thankfully barreling around the queue of customers instead of through it. Usopp spares a moment of sympathy for the waitstaff if there aren’t actually any samples up there and then turns his attention back to the stranger. 

Usopp folds his arms and sets his shoulders back, a broad wall between Luffy and this guy who thinks he has a right to ruin their fun day off. 

“For all you know, we’re on a date,” he says dryly. “Make it quick.”

“I just don't get it,” he says, jaded and unhappy with whatever turns his life has taken. “Why did he take you with him? What makes someone like you so special?”

“Yeah, you really don’t get it,” Usopp replies, not unkindly. 

None of us were special until he picked us out of the blues and made us that way, he could say. He saw something in us that no one else did, that hadn’t even existed yet, he could try to explain. Maybe we just got lucky. 

But there’s more to it than that. That’s only half the truth. 

They chose Luffy, too. And that’s not a small thing. It’s not simple, or easy, or a choice they only had to make once. Luffy picked them, and they picked him right back, and all the hard work that came with him. 

Every so often, when his friends are being noisy and annoying, Usopp thinks I would do anything for them and he means it . He would fight tooth and nail to stay at their side. He would cling with his last breath to Luffy's flag. Even when it hurts. Even when he’s scared. 

There is nowhere else that he belongs, Usopp realized one day, and it’s the truth. It’s something he made true, over and over and over again. Maybe he did get lucky that day Luffy happened to meet him. 

But maybe Luffy got lucky, too. 

“I put in the work,” Usopp finally settles for saying. “This is how far it got me. I’m nowhere near done yet.”

The man scoffs, but it doesn’t have the condescending edge it did the first time they met. When he sizes Usopp up again, it’s not nerve-wracking the way it would have been once. 

If Robin was there to make it really funny, Usopp would say excuse me, my eyes are up here, like he does in dive bars when flirty strangers get a little too close for comfort, only to shriek in alarm at the extra ice blue eyes staring unblinkingly at them from Usopp’s face. 

The man glances over Usopp's shoulder and quickly withdraws himself from their conversation. Usopp didn’t need his obvious reaction to tell him that Luffy is scampering back, because his passive observation haki is finely tuned to his captain’s presence at all times. That, and the audible oof from a stranger in the crowd who didn’t dive out of Luffy’s path in time not to get trampled over was kind of a giveaway. 

“Oh, score,” Usopp cheers when he sees what is probably six times the suggested number of samples for any one customer clutched in Luffy’s hands. 

Luffy is watching the stranger depart, a confused frown on his face. He looks back and Usopp meets his eyes easily, a smile already curling the edges of his mouth because he knows what’s coming. 

Sure enough, his best friend says, “Who was he?”

The line moves up and now they’re within line of sight of the hostess podium, so Usopp resumes their fake date by slinging an arm around Luffy’s waist. He squeezes playfully, and Luffy actually squeaks in surprise like a rubber monkey, then bursts into bright peals of ringing laughter. 

It settles over the street the way sunlight falls on everything, casting the world in warm, rich gold.  

“He was nobody worth worrying about,” Usopp says, wishing he could say it to himself at seventeen.

Usopp used to be a liar and could even trick himself into thinking he was somehow worth standing next to his friends, the brilliant, incredible people that they were. 

Usopp is still a liar, when it suits him, and even a coward, but only when it’s good for a laugh. More than that, he’s an inventor and a storyteller and the best sharpshooter in the New World. Maybe sometimes he still flinches from danger, but he doesn’t let his crew run to meet it without him. He builds things and helps people and nobody has the power to make him feel like anything except what he is.

He’s someone worth betting your last beli on. Somehow, Luffy knew that from the very first moment they met. Usopp took the long way around, but he caught up eventually.

[beanghostprincess]

Sanji never celebrated his birthday when he was a kid, quite obviously. At least not in a regular way and not with his siblings. But he did visit his mom at the hospital, tried to make the best of cakes (because she always asked him to) and blew out the candles right in front of her wishing and wishing and wishing for her to get better. For them to have a happy ending. Sora always said that if he wished hard enough, it would come true.

It didn't. But Sanji knew, even at a young age, deep inside, that it wouldn't.

So he starts living with Zeff and his birthday is not something he sees worth celebrating. But the man asks him about it one day and the date March 2th is written all over his face when he tries to find an excuse to not tell him. And it's alright, he guesses, because at the end of the day Zeff isn't that big on birthdays either.

The kid has it rough on that day when it first comes, and Zeff doesn't know what to do. What to gift him. He doesn't know how kids his age behave and what they like. Especially since Sanji is not a regular kid. So for his 10th birthday, Zeff tells him he's going to teach him how to bake a proper cake. That makes Sanji extremely happy, somehow. He is not a normal kid, but he sure is a cook. So there isn't a party or eccentric gifts, but there is cake.

Zeff starts giving him proper gifts when he turns fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Ties and suits and shoes and every pretty thing his son has mentioned he liked ever since he saw a very rich businessman walking into the Baratie dressing like that with a woman hugging his side. "It's gentleman's attire! You wouldn't get it!" and look, if the kid wants his snob suits, Zeff won't complain. They have more than enough money for shit like that.

They have a real birthday party when he turns eighteen. And he's all grown and pissed about how he could've made the cake better in his own and acting like an ungrateful brat. But he smiles. Widely and brightly and Zeff couldn't love him more.

So it's not like Sanji hates his birthday... But he doesn't tell the crew about it. He gets sad and weird and in an on and off mode. He doesn't want them to make a big deal out of it and he knows they probably will. He won't stop thinking about his mom, either. So he avoids the crew a little bit too much on that day.

And Usopp notices he's acting weird, because how could he not? Sanji has been oddly quiet and polite to everyone in a gloomy, nostalgic way. Everybody is worried and Luffy tries to cheer him up, but it only ends up bothering Sanji more, from Usopp's perspective. The sniper tries not to be clingy because he knows his boyfriend and he knows that if he's in one of his sad moods, affection will only make him sadder. So he stays next to him, but not too close. Enough to see Sanji smile now and then.

The day goes on and it's time to go to bed, but Usopp notices Sanji is still in the kitchen and decides to change his night shift with Franky because he really, really needs to stay awake to look after him. He refuses to invade his privacy and space, so he just stays close to the kitchen in case he gets out.

But curiosity killed the cat, and he's also extremely concerned. So he decides to look inside.

He sees Sanji, sitting down at the dining table with a tiny, little cupcake and a candle. He's holding a picture Usopp knows well because Sanji keeps it in a tiny treasure chest inside his locker. His mom. And he smiles apologetically. "Sorry it couldn't be a real cake, mom. I wasn't that much in the mood? But hey! I- I improved, didn't I?" Usopp can't see his face that clearly, but he knows, from the tone of his voice, that he's probably about to cry. "I wish- I wish you were here. I'm twenty-two now! You said you liked that number, right? It does look like a duck, after all."

He keeps talking, but Usopp closes the door gently without Sanji noticing. Shit.

It might not be the best idea, but Usopp decides to leave him a little thing under the door. A note wishing him a happy birthday and some flowers. The note also has a drawing of two ducks in it.

The next day, the first thing Sanji tells him when he wakes up (Usopp noticing the flowers placed on a glass vase and the edge of his note sticking out of that same treasure chest from before) is: "Hey, love, would you- Would you like to try and bake a cake with me? It'd be fun."

And Usopp couldn't smile wider even if he tried.

[honeybeezgobzzzzz]

☠️ Clipped Wings: Chapter Seventeen

Clipped Wings: After living a life in seclusion due to an over protective father, you sneak away to experience life as it really is. Slowly building up the woman you always wanted to be, your quiet life is interrupted when you meet a rather elastic boy and his crew. This is just the beginning of trouble and your carefully crafted life starts to crumble around you. The past never really stays in the past, and now it has come knocking. In more ways than one.  

Warnings: Alcohol, Language.

To Note: Dracule Mihawk x Reader, NAMED!FemReader, Some physical features have been given (hair & eye color).

Word Count: ~3.0k

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As it turns out, Luffy thinks he can put the lunch bill on credit and ends up as a chore boy for Zeff. That leaves you and the crew to loiter around for the rest of the afternoon and into the evening. When the sun finally dips below the horizon, you head back to the Going Merry to change into attire more appropriate for the bar area of Baratie.

You step onto the Going Merry, the creak of the ship’s deck beneath your boots becoming more and more familiar. The gentle sway of the sea accompanies you as you head to your quarters. It is going to be a nice night. Your mind drifts briefly to the oddities of your current company. Luffy, with his boundless energy and appetite, somehow roped you into this ragtag group. It’s amusing, but tonight you wanted a moment to let loose and enjoy the warm night.

In your cabin, you rummage through your belongings and pull out a v-neck tank top and a pair of shorts. The tank top clings to your frame, accentuating the strength you've gained over the years while providing your shoulders some relief from cloth. The shorts offer ease of movement, perfect for any unexpected scuffles that might arise. You slip into matching boots, their leather hugging your calves snugly. The Whip of Lothaine, wraps around your waist like an extension of yourself.

With your outfit sorted, you move to the small mirror hanging on the wall. Your fingers work through the tangles in your hair, each stroke smoothing out the remnants of the day's chaos. Once satisfied, you gather your black hair into a messy bun atop your head. Strands fall loose here and there, but it adds to the calculated disarray you prefer.

A final glance in the mirror confirms you're ready for whatever the night at Baratie might bring. Hopefully amusing drunks and delicious wine. Stepping back onto the deck, you feel the humid night air brush against your skin.

You make your way back to the Baratie, the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses growing louder as you approach. The air is thick with the scent of grilled fish and the tang of alcohol. Pushing through the double doors, you scan the room until you spot Nami, Usopp, and Zoro seated at a table near the back.

Zoro has a beer, Nami is staring at a glass, and Usopp is drinking a beverage that will definitely get him drunk.

You weave through the tables, the low hum of conversations mingling with the clatter of dishes. As you approach your crew's table, Zoro looks up, his usual stoic expression in place. Nami’s eyes flick to you, then back to her drink, a small smile playing on her lips. Usopp raises his glass in a half-hearted toast.

"Nice outfit," Nami remarks, though her words are empty.

You give a slight nod, acknowledging the empty compliment as you take the empty seat next to her. "I needed something that breathes in this heat."

Zoro grunts, his attention already shifting back to his beer. "This place is lively," he says, almost begrudgingly. "So what's your real story, because you aren't just a seamstress, seamstresses don't wander around the Grand Line for the fun of it."

You lean back in your chair, fingers drumming lightly on the table's edge. Zoro's eyes remain fixed on you, waiting for an answer. You let a slow smile curl your lips.

"A story?" you muse, tilting your head slightly. "Everyone's got a story, Zoro. Mine just happens to be a bit... more interesting than most."

Nami narrows her eyes, curiosity piqued. Usopp leans forward, clearly eager to hear more. You sip from the glass of water in front of you, letting the anticipation build.

"I traveled a lot," you continue, keeping your tone light. "I've seen things most people only dream about and faced challenges that would make others turn back."

Zoro raises an eyebrow. "That sounds vague."

"Vague is safe," you counter, your voice smooth as silk. "Specifics get messy and particularly bloody. While I do enjoy a bloodbath, I prefer finesse."

Usopp's eyes widen slightly at the mention of bloodbath. He leans closer, lowering his voice to almost a whisper. "So you're like an assassin or something?"

"Don't insult me," you chuckle with a quirk in your mouth. "I just have a rather short temper when it comes to idiocy and poor morals."

"I think I like you," Zoro mutters, taking another swig of his beer. His eyes are sharp, assessing you with a hint of respect. "But you are still hiding something, I can see it in the way you move."

You meet Zoro's gaze, holding it steadily. "Everyone has secrets, Zoro. It's what makes us interesting. Besides, a bit of mystery keeps things exciting, don't you think?"

Nami rolls her eyes. "Well, as long as your secrets don't get us into more trouble than Luffy already does."

"I have far more control over myself than Luffy does, that I can assure you," You inform her with a twinkle in your eye. Nami blinks at you before cocking her head. She picked up on the subtlety of your words.

Nami narrows her eyes, leaning closer. "What exactly do you mean by 'control over yourself'? You talk like you've seen more than your fair share of fights."

Before you can reply, Usopp's massive drink wobbles precariously in his grasp. It slips from his hand, falling through the air. Instinctively, your hand shoots out, snatching it with lightning speed. The glass stays perfectly still in your grasp, not a drop spilled. Your eyes never leave Nami's.

"Impressive," Zoro mutters under his breath.

You place the drink back in front of Usopp, who stares at you with wide eyes. "Thanks," he mumbles, clearly taken aback by your reflexes.

Nami's gaze sharpens, a mix of curiosity and suspicion coloring her expression. "That wasn't normal," she states plainly. "How did you do that?"

"She's fast," Zoro grunts out his guess.

"Reflex," You correct him, "not speed. That is my gift… and my curse."

Usopp’s curiosity gets the better of him. He leans in, eyes wide with intrigue. “A curse? Why would fast reflexes be a curse?”

"I cannot swim in the ocean, yet it is my passion to explore," you softly explain, taking a deep breath.

Nami’s eyes narrow as she studies you. Her mind races, piecing together clues. “Devil fruit,” she states, the realization dawning on her. “Your abilities come from a devil fruit.”

You nod slowly, confirming her suspicion. “The Hansha Hansha no Mi,” you explain. “I wanted to be strong, was willing to do anything for it. This is my price.”

Usopp’s jaw drops slightly. “So, you can’t swim? Like at all?”

“Not without sinking like a stone,” you say with a wry smile. “But I’ve learned to make do.”

Zoro grunts in acknowledgment. “Sounds like a fair trade-off if it means you’re that quick in a fight.”

You give a small shrug, appreciating his pragmatic view. “It has its uses, but it took time to master. There were... complications at first.” Particularly when you had to haul ass out of the cave system on Tako Island.

Nami leans back in her chair, processing your words. “And here I thought Luffy was the only one dealing with devil fruit drawbacks.”

“We all have our burdens,” you reply simply.

Usopp scratches his head, still wrapping his mind around the concept. “So what happens if you fall into the sea? Are you just... done for?”

“My body will freeze up and I will drown unless retrieved,” you explain, the weight of your words settling over the table.

The group falls silent for a moment, each lost in their thoughts. The lively chatter and clinking glasses around you fade into the background as they absorb your revelation.

“Well,” Zoro finally breaks the silence, lifting his beer in a mock toast, “here’s to not falling overboard then.” You knew there was something you liked about him.

Nami's brow furrows as she leans forward, her gaze piercing. "Why are you telling us this?" Her voice carries an edge, curiosity mingled with suspicion.

You take a slow sip of your water, letting the cool liquid calm your thoughts. Setting the glass down, you meet Nami's eyes squarely. "Because," you begin, your voice taking on a dry tone, "if I go overboard, I’d like someone to come after me."

Usopp's eyes widen in surprise. "You actually trust us that much?"

A faint smile touches your lips. "Trust is earned, Usopp. But it's also about survival. I enjoy living." You let the weight of your words sink in. The unspoken truth that despite your strength and abilities, you're still vulnerable. No one is invincible.

Zoro nods slowly, his expression thoughtful. "Fair enough."

Nami's suspicion softens slightly as she processes your reasoning. "So you're saying that if something goes wrong, you want us to be prepared?"

"Precisely," you confirm. "I've learned the hard way that being prepared can make all the difference. In the Grandline, that is the difference between life and death."

The table falls silent for a moment as everyone digests your words. The hum of the restaurant continues around you, but it feels distant compared to the intensity of the conversation.

"I think I need another drink," Usopp announces, unable to stand the silence any longer.

"And I am pretty sure that you don't," You told him, rolling your head to gaze at him.

"You gonna stop me?" You give Usopp a pleasant smile.

"Who am I to ruin your night?" Usopp beams before trotting off to the bar.

Nami leans in, her voice low but amused. "You know, Usopp's going to be shit-faced drunk tomorrow morning."

You glance at Usopp, who’s currently speaking to the barman. A chuckle escapes your lips.

“Looks like it,” you say, shaking your head. "It'll be entertaining in the meantime.

Usopp catches the tail end of your conversation and grins at you with bleary eyes. “Hey, I can handle my liquor just fine!” he protests, though his words slur slightly.

Nami raises an eyebrow. “Uh-huh. And who’s going to carry you back to the ship when you pass out?”

Usopp waves a dismissive hand. “I’ll be fine,” he insists, his grin widening. “Besides, I’ve got Vee here to watch my back. She and her suave gaze will shut down anyone who dares to cross me.”

You smirk at him. “I’ll make sure you don’t drown in your own drool,” you promise.

Zoro snorts into his beer, clearly entertained by the exchange. “He’ll be a mess tomorrow,” he remarks, almost fondly.

"And amusing until then," you say before glancing between Nami and Zoro. "Now are you two going to stop sitting in depressive silence? You're spoiling the atmosphere."

"He does have a certain grace about him. Like a frantic, uncoordinated..." Nami trails off as the three of your watch Usopp drunkenly dance to the music playing.

"Sea slug." Zoro offers, turning his gaze away from the dancing Usopp to look back at you and Nami. Nami snorts, a flicker of a smile appearing.

"Or perhaps a monkey?" You offer, "he is very…"

"Carefree," Nami finishes for you. "Like he doesn't have a care in the world."

"An enviable state," you murmur, lowering your gaze to the empty glass of wine you had finished over an hour ago. It had been a light-bodied wine, suggested by the barman when you had asked about a wine to refresh your palette. You hadn't been disappointed.

You watch Usopp dance, your mind wandering as the noise of the Baratie fades into a dull hum. At times, when you have a few too many glasses of wine, enough to actually make you relax, your mind reminds you of the consequences of your actions, and how you can never go back on your deeds. Had the devil fruit really been worth loosing the sea?

Perhaps, perhaps not. You blink yourself out of those thoughts of doubt as Zoro's question echoes in your ears. "What are you carrying around that's so heavy?"

"You have no idea." Nami replies, her gaze just as heavy as the implied words.

"Are you two about to get into a conversation that will ruin my mood?" You asked, focusing your eyes on Nami.

"That depends on what Zoro has to say," She coolly replies. You glance at the green haired man only to see a waiter striding up to your group with a glass of wine on a tray.

The waiter approaches, a polite smile plastered on his face. He holds a tray with a single glass of wine balanced on it. "A gentleman has sent this for you, madam" he says, his eyes briefly meeting yours before he sets the glass down in front of you.

You blink, caught off guard. "What?" Your taste in wine is notoriously picky; the odds of this mystery man guessing correctly are slim. Closer to zero actually. Still, you lift the glass and bring it to your nose, expecting disappointment.

"Your actually gonna accept that?" Zoro grunts, knowing full well your snobbishness when it came to wine.

"Can't hurt to take a whiff," You reply before swirling the glass beneath your nose.

The aroma hits you like a tsunami. The familiar bouquet of dark cherries, subtle spices, and a hint of earthiness wafts up. You freeze in your seat, the memory crashing into you like a rampant tidal wave.

Your grip tightens around the stem of the glass but you refuse to further react. Well this certainly complicates things. Particularly because when you had met the gentleman in question, you had no idea who he was. You hadn't crossed paths with him again, hadn't made any effort to. Now the cross on your shoulder burns. Your gaze flickers.

Zoro’s eyes narrow as he studies your reaction. “What, is the wine that terrible to your incredibly picky taste?”

A smirk tugs at the corner of your mouth and you take a sip of the wine. The familiar taste washes over your tongue, evoking memories you’d rather keep buried. “Oh no, it’s actually quite excellent,” you reply, setting the glass back down. “He always had excellent taste.”

Nami raises an eyebrow in confusion. “Wait, you know who sent it?” You don't reply, choosing to quietly sip and savor the glass of wine as memories flood your mind. She realizes that you won't be saying anything further and chooses to turn her mind back to the drinking game she and Zoro start.

The chatter of the restaurant fades as you sink deeper into your thoughts. Suddenly, Usopp’s voice cuts through the haze like a knife.

“Guys, meet my new best friend,” Usopp slurs, stumbling slightly as he leans against the bar. “What did you say your name was again?” A hush falls over the Baratie and you wonder who Usopp managed to blab his mouth into 'friendship'. You are entirely sure that whoever it is, they are not Usopp’s best friend.

“Which one of you is Monkey D. Luffy?” The voice is smooth but carries an edge that sends a chill down your spine. Your grasp on your glass of wine turns white as your fingers squeeze the slender stem. What did Usopp do? Blabbed to the wrong pirate for one…

Nami's eyes narrow as she shifts in her seat. “Who wants to know?” You applaud her tone of indifference and ploy of naïveté, but such tactics won’t work on him.

“I have business with your captain,” Mihawk states, his tone unwavering as you finally bother to glance at him. It is entirely unfair that he looks exactly the same, if not more delicious. His beautiful eyes flicker to yours for but a mere moment, taking in the vibrant hue of your violet gaze before looking back at Nami. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll hand him over.”

Nami’s eyes dart to Zoro and then you, searching for support. “We don’t know anyone named Luffy. Right, Zoro? Vee?” She elbows you lightly, trying to steer the conversation away from danger.

But Zoro is already standing, his eyes locked onto Mihawk with a mixture of awe and determination. He won't be this foolish, would he? “I’ve been following your career since I was a child,” he says with reverence. “It’s an honor to finally meet you, sir.”

Mihawk acknowledges him with a slight nod and tone of indifference. “Thank you.”

Zoro steps forward, his expression turning resolute. “Which is why it pains me to inform you that tomorrow… you’re going to die.”

"Oh for fucks sake," you can't help but blurt out, setting your glass of wine down on the table next to you harder than necessary. You know what Zoro intends, and it will lead to death.

“Wait, what?” Usopp blurts out as you rise from your seat and stalk forwards, ignoring the looming warlord. "Vee? Vee, where you going? We kinda need your badassery right now…"

"I am going to get a stronger drink," You enunciate through flared nostrils, “before I start stabbing people!” Your left eye twitches slightly on the last word as you sweep past Mihawk and set your gaze on the barman at the end of the open air room. You don't bother hearing the rest of Zoro's statement because you already know what he plans.

You push through the crowd, ignoring the mix of curious and alarmed faces turning toward Mihawk and Zoro. The bartender looks up, eyes widening slightly at your irked expression and blazing violet eyes.

"Whiskey Peak, your best,” you snap, voice tight. "Double."

The bartender nods quickly, grabbing a bottle and pouring a generous amount into a glass. You take it without another word, and proceed to shoot the entire drink back until your throat burned and the alcohol was rushing to your veins. You slam the glass back to the bar top, before slapping down enough Berry to cover your impromptu drink and stalking away from the bar to get some much needed air.

Date Published: 10/14/24

Last Edit: 10/14/24

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[wesleysniperking]

Usopp and Yasopp: Guardians of Syrup Village – A Legacy of Protection and Skill (tl;dr)

Imagine growing up in a quiet village, where the only excitement comes from your own imagination. Now, picture yourself honing a unique skill, not just for fun, but to protect your home from unseen threats. This is the untold story of Usopp and his father Yasopp, and their hidden legacy as the silent protectors of Syrup Village.

Usopp's Representation in the One Piece Narrative

I've been thinking a lot about Usopp and what he represents in the One Piece narrative. There's so much to explore beyond his psyche and future role in the final saga. The possibilities are endless. Usopp's character is a profound representation of African culture, but his traits also resonate with other cultures, especially those that value storytelling and tactical prowess in battle, such as Indigenous cultures.

Yasopp and Usopp: A Connection

I made a connection between Usopp and Yasopp. Historically, Native Americans protected their homes from enemy forces using stealth, guerrilla tactics, and homemade melee weapons. They hid in the woods and forests, in tune with nature. I consider Native Americans and their Canadian counterparts the first American snipers. What if Yasopp and Usopp played a similar protector role for Syrup Village?

Yasopp: The Early Protector of Syrup Village

Before Yasopp joined Red-Haired Shanks' crew, he was an inhabitant of Syrup Village and a phenomenal shooter. Many people criticize Usopp for not having a proper mentor like the rest of his crewmates. But what if Yasopp spent his time in Syrup Village honing his skills through endless practice?

Before joining Shanks' crew, Yasopp was a typical country boy from Syrup Village. The village was quiet, which likely bored Yasopp. To pass the time, he played outside and practiced his shooting skills for hours. He familiarized himself with every nook and cranny of the village. This practice made him a master sniper. Yasopp used his skills to protect the village. When potential threats approached, Yasopp would hide and take them out with precision, preventing them from reaching the villagers.

No one in the village knew Yasopp was behind the mysterious defenses. Strangers and pirates who tried to invade Syrup Village would suddenly find themselves under fire from an unseen assailant. They didn't know who he was, what he looked like, or even his name. They only knew they were being chased away by a relentless sniper. This earned Yasopp the nickname "Chaser," a testament to his ability to strike fear into intruders without ever being seen.

Yasopp's actions remained unknown to the villagers, who never realized they had a silent protector. Word spread among pirates about an unseen sharpshooter in Syrup Village, attracting Shanks' attention. In One Piece Strong World Film Episode 0, Yasopp is shown on a cliff watching the ocean, a testament to his vigilance. Shanks, impressed by Yasopp's skills, invited him to join his crew.

Usopp: Following in His Father's Footsteps

Banchina, Usopp's mother, called her husband a brave warrior because she knew he protected the village. Although Usopp didn't know this, he aspired to be a brave warrior like his father. After his mother's death, Usopp practiced sniping with his trusty brown slingshot. He spent a decade perfecting his skills, from the age of seven to seventeen, before Luffy recruited him. Usopp trained by shooting at various targets and learning stealth skills. He became familiar with Syrup Village and its surroundings, which is why he is so closely associated with nature.

Usopp's connection with nature was further strengthened when Kuma sent him to Boin Archipelago, a man-eating island, to perfect his link with nature, stealth, and sniping. This training was akin to Indigenous cultures' walkabouts and vision quests.

The Value of Self-Teaching

Neither Yasopp nor Usopp had mentors, but this lack of formal training is not a disadvantage. The dedication and strenuous nature of self-teaching is invaluable and notable. Yasopp and Usopp exemplify how relentless practice and an unwavering commitment to self-improvement can forge extraordinary skills. They didn't rely on external guidance; instead, they carved their own paths, honing their abilities through sheer determination and countless hours of practice.

The 10,000-Hour Rule and Usopp's Mastery

Malcolm Gladwell's 10,000-hour rule states that it takes around 10,000 hours of deliberate practice (a decade) to become an expert in a field. Usopp, practicing from age seven to seventeen, certainly met this criterion. Yasopp likely did the same, which explains their exceptional skills.

Syrup Village: Sniper Island

Based on this theory, Syrup Village and the Gecko Islands could very well be considered Sniper Island. The landscape and disposition of Syrup Village are perfect for snipers. The village's quiet, rural setting provided Yasopp and Usopp with the ideal environment to practice their shooting skills without distractions. The natural terrain, with its hills, forests, and cliffs, offered numerous vantage points and hiding spots, crucial for mastering the art of sniping.

The strategic advantage of Syrup Village's landscape is evident. Yasopp and Usopp could observe incoming threats from a distance, using the elevated terrain to their advantage. The dense forests provided cover and concealment, allowing them to take out enemies with precision while remaining hidden. This mastery of their environment made them formidable protectors of their village, embodying the essence of what it means to be a sniper.

Usopp: Protector of Syrup Village

Usopp, like his father, played the role of protector for Syrup Village. He kept an eye on the ocean for strangers and unknown people approaching the village. Usopp's practice of yelling about pirate arrivals, though often seen as mere entertainment, actually taught him valuable skills. He learned to run and hide, essential abilities for a sniper. This experience helped him hide from Chew during the Arlong Park arc and shoot the fish-man to save Genzo.

Usopp's actions as a protector were similar to his father's. Both were the "silent enemies" to those who encroached upon Syrup Village, safeguarding their beloved hometown in secrecy.

Conclusion

Yasopp’s role as a protector of Syrup Village is highly believable and consistent with the One Piece canon. Yasopp’s actions and reputation support the idea that he was a vigilant guardian of his village, a legacy that Usopp inherits and continues. This thematic consistency adds depth to both characters and enriches the narrative of One Piece, making their story one of profound legacy and enduring protection.

By exploring this connection, we can appreciate the layers of storytelling that Oda weaves into his world, making each character's journey not only a personal quest but also a continuation of a legacy that shapes their identity and purpose. Usopp’s skills and his role as a protector are a testament to the influence of his father and the cultural heritage they both represent. This theory not only aligns with the established canon but also enhances our understanding of the characters and their significance in the One Piece universe.

So next time someone doubts Usopp's training or his place in the crew, remember the legacy of Yasopp and the hidden guardianship of Syrup Village. It’s a story of dedication, protection, and the silent, unseen heroes who shape the world from the shadows. Let’s give Usopp the credit he deserves.

Did you know?

In the military Snipers are sometimes considered and referred to as cowards because they “shoot people that can’t shoot back” and enemy snipers are a hindrance to soldiers because they’re an added variable in battle that can’t be ignored but it makes things harder since Snipers can’t be seen or easily dealt with. Snipers can “turn tail” and run away from there spot before anyone gets to them.

(Argument here and here if we apply snipers in One Piece to something in the real world. I might be taking it too seriously).

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[zonaenthusiast]

Which kpop group do I think suit every mugiwara the best? And would they be a boy group or a girl group stan?

This is because yesterday I had a specific revelation and I started thinking about it in general, so here are my ideas:

Luffy as Seventeen

Luffy has been one of the ones I've had to think about the most but then it occurred to me that he would really like Seventeen. They have a very fresh and fun concept in general that really suits Luffy and they are one of the very few groups that, despite being together for almost ten years, have never lost members. And that's even stranger considering there are so many of them. They love each other as much as the mugiwara love each other and Luffy would adore them (get it?) for that.

Bg or gg stan? Both.

Zoro as The Boyz

For Zoro I have come up with several groups that could fit very well with him like Ateez or Stray Kids, but I have ended up opting for The Boyz because there is a very specific homoerotic component in their music that very few groups are able to replicate. The bisexual energy they give off reminds me too much of Zoro not to choose them.

Bg or gg stan? Both, but their concept has to be dark.

Nami as (G)I-DLE

This is the revelation I had after listening to Gidle's new song, Nami would fucking love them. Just pure female representation and empowerment. Gidle's last three comebacks (Tomboy/Nxde/Queencard) are three different representations of how a woman can express her femininity and all are valid (Nami in particular is so Queencard coded and Robin would be more Nxde coded, I think).

Bg or gg stan? I think she would like some bgs but she would be mostly a gg stan.

Usopp as EXO

NOW HEAR ME OUT because I know this one sounds weird, but I think Usopp would love Exo's storytelling. The clone lore? He would eat that shit up. Besides, I don't know why but I think Usopp wouldn't listen to just anything and Exo is one of the most talented groups there is, so...

I think Usopp would like groups that focus on storytelling or have very defined concepts, Vixx would be another option that I think fits him very well.

Bg or gg stan? Both.

Sanji as Girl's Generation

This one was also very clear to me. Sanji would listen to ggs exclusively and I feel that only the most iconic gg would be the right choice for him. He would be so Yoona biased. And he is one of those who would know her choreographies to perfection.

Bg or gg stan? As I said, gg stan exclusively.

Chopper as GFRIEND

My main pick for Chopper is Gfriend because the powerful innocence concept they are known for reminds me a lot of him. I think StayC or fromis_9 concepts also fit him very well.

Bg or gg stan? Both.

Robin as Red Velvet

I don't know how to explain this but if you know about Red Velvet concepts you know I'm right. There's something so unique and peculiar about their music that matches every part of Robin's taste and personality. Red Velvet are the epitome of one of my favorite kpop concepts, which I call cute but murderous. Just watch their Russian Roulette mv and you will understand.

Robin would write a fucking essay on why everyone is wrong and Zimzalabim is actually the best kpop song ever.

Bg or gg stan? Both, as long as their music is the strangest succession of sounds you've ever heard in your life.

Franky as Monsta X

Just himbos, I don't have anything else to say.

Bg or gg stan? I think he would tend to listen to bgs a little bit more, but both regardless.

Brook as Dreamcatcher

Oh, I just know Brook would love Dreamcatcher. Women? Check. Rock style? Check. Horror concept? Check. They are perfect for him, it makes so much sense.

Bg or gg stan? Not as exclusively as Sanji because music is music, but gg stan.

Jinbe as MAMAMOO

Jinbe would love every Mamamoo member's unhinged personality as much as he loves Luffy's. He would have so much fun with them and their concepts and their music, it's a strong feeling I have.

Bg or gg stan? Both.

[frankencanon]

AU where Sabo's ship never got blown up by Celestial Dragons:

One Piece "For Want of a Nail" AU where Sabo's ship never got blown up and he managed to sail away safely as he had originally planned.

Maybe he left from a different port or at a different time, or maybe the Celestial Dragons visited on a different day — maybe the Celestial Dragon was distracted when they came into port and didn't see him or his little ship.

Either way, Sabo managed to make his way off the island safely at the young age of ten — witnessed by Dogura, who reports back to the others about Sabo's (safe) departure.

And so Sabo is off, all by himself on his dingy little ship as an overpowered ten year old in the East Blue looking to start a crew and make his way to the Grand Line... What could happen?

Who will he meet? Will he start a crew or join one? Will Ace get kidnapped seven or so years later only to discover his long-lost brother is in cahoots with his kidnappers?

Will he encounter any famous East Blue pirates, like Buggy or Arlong? Are they even in the East Blue yet? What about Don Krieg?

What about some friendly faces? Nami, Usopp, Sanji, Zoro — has Sanji even met Zeff yet? Has the Baratie been built? Has Zoro started training? Is Kuina still alive? What about Bell-mère — has Nami been blackmailed into serving the Arlong Pirates yet? Is Usopp's mother still alive? Has Klahadore washed up on the shores of Syrup Island yet?

...and can Sabo help with any of this?

He's not seventeen year old Luffy; He's a ten year old (albeit overpowered) child. Still, unlike his brothers he tends to fight a little more logically, and a little less emotionally.

Can he take these people on physically? Maybe, maybe not. But can he think up an underhanded plan to sneakily take them down? Yes, absolutely.

Another question to ponder:

Will he make waves, or will he prefer to stay unnoticed for a while? Will he even be able to, if he's going around taking out powerful (for the East Blue, at least) pirates?

How long until he finally crosses over into the Grand Line?

[kilannad]

As the Stars Burn On Chapter 33

Masterlist. Ao3. Discord.

The Fragments of Time

Sunny was a beauty. Franky had truly reached into the soul of the Straw Hats and created the perfect ship for them. The first few days of sailing were like a weird fever dream, where everyone was uncertain of the new reality. Lucy had to figure out what an actual relationship looked like--spoiler, it was exactly what they'd been doing just with more sex--while Robin readjusted to her place, fully confident that her crew would always come for her. Franky fit in like a puzzle piece, another member added to their ranks and welcomed wholeheartedly. As the days went by and they started sailing once more the whole crew fell back into rhythm. Which of course meant craziness--a Coup de Burst had sent them once more into a Navy base, though this one much easier to escape from--and, as always, the quiet times that made them who they were.

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Lucy settled against Sunny's railing near the figurehead, sun warming her skin as she cracked open a good book. It'd been ages since she'd had the chance to simply read and while she loved the library, she enjoyed the sun. For a little while, everything was perfect; Gajeel, Usopp, and Franky were making something explode below deck; Nami was drawing maps with Robin for company in the library; Sanji and Zoro were arguing; and Lily and Laxus were speaking with Chopper about his monster point. Luffy, in his usual way, rocketed his way over the deck and onto the sunflower--lion, maybe--figurehead. With their whole crew back together, she had no worries in the world. Which is why she startled so badly when Luffy of all people sounded small and confused.

"Lucy?"

She set her book aside, immediately concerned. Luffy didn't do small or confused--well, okay, he occasionally did confused very well but not like this. Not when he was staring at his straw hat, flipping it through his hands with a far off look in his eyes. It might have been the first time he'd sat there without looking towards the horizon. Whatever was on his mind wasn't something simple.

"Yes, Luffy?"

"Why do you have sex?"

Her brain hit the brakes; it went out one ear, did a few cartwheels, then came back in to restart. The words sex and Luffy had never connected together before and she wasn't sure she wanted them to this time. It occurred to Lucy, vaguely, that the captain was a seventeen year old boy--when she'd been seventeen, she'd already started experimenting with porn and lingerie. For Luffy it just seemed...alien to his character.

When she woke up this morning, she certainly hadn't expected this.

Setting her book gently to the side, Lucy heaved herself up and, gently pausing for Luffy's permission first, climbed up next to him. He scooted to let her have more room, but that wasn't really necessary; Sunny was huge, her head included.

"What brought this on?" He only shrugged at her question, still playing with the hat. She was so far out of her depth she didn't even know where to begin. For her, she'd discovered sex through books, learning everything she knew by hunting out the information. It would've been unseemly for a lady like her to be interested in such things, which had been what mostly fed her desire to learn. For Luffy, though, who cared so little for that sort of thing and left the world to teach him what he needed to know, giving him a book would be the worst thing she could do. Honestly, this was probably a conversation better had with Laxus or Gajeel--certainly not Sanji--but Luffy had come to her, so she had to figure something out.

Well, shit. She had to give him The Talk.

"Well," she started, clearing her throat. "Do--Luffy, do you know what sex is?"

"Yeah. Sabo explained it to me an' Ace."

"Who's Sabo?"

The straw hat crinkled a little in his grip before it smoothed out. "He was our brother."

Was. Well, fuck. This had just become a bigger minefield than before. "Did he explain the...emotional aspect, or just the physical."

Luffy scrunched up his face. "He taught us how it worked and when I said it sounded gross he said that we'd want it when we really liked someone."

"Okay." Lucy scrambled for something to say to that. While she never would have said it ten minutes ago, she suddenly desperately wanted the marines to attack them. "Well. Have you ever liked someone?"

"Of course! I like you, and Zoro and Robin and Nami and Usopp--"

"Not like nakama," Lucy clarified. "Like...like I like Gajeel and Laxus."

He stuck his tongue out. "Why would I? That's a you and Gajeel and Laxus thing. Shanks didn't like Makino the way you like them, or Sanji with Ace-"

"I'm sorry, what?" Luffy stared at her blankly as if she was the crazy one. "Did something happen between Sanji and Ace?!"

"No? He wasn't here that long."

That was a can of worms she would touch later. Holyshit the drama on this crew.

"Setting that aside...While relationships are certainly different for every relationship, that's not really what I meant."

"But what does it mean?" he huffed. Despite the bizarre situation, Lucy found sympathy twisting her throat. This was clearly something bothering him, though she couldn't quite figure out why.

"How I feel with Laxus and Gaj--it feels different with them, then with the rest of our crew. With the crew there's love and camaraderie for sure, but with them there's another layer. When I'm with them there's a feeling of partnership in life that isn't present with you or Nami. They're the sort of people I imagine sharing a bed with--sometimes with sex, sometimes just to hold each other--or having kids or any of those other things that you think of when you think of the people you know in romances. They're just...I'm in love with them instead of just loving them, if that makes sense."

He chewed on his lip, eyes lifting to the horizon line. Lucy thought it was his favorite spot on the ship because he was always looking forward, always ready for the next adventure. She had never considered that Luffy had his moments of introspection; a dumb assumption, considering he was probably the most empathetic person she knew.

"I don't think I've ever felt that."

"That's okay," Lucy assured immediately. "Some people never find someone like that; that doesn't mean they don't live happy lives. Some people don't want romance, and that's okay too. Maybe someday you'll find someone and want that closeness or maybe not."

"I still think sex is gross."

She couldn't help it; she laughed. "That's okay. Maybe you're asexual."

"What's that?"

Lucy bit her lip, leaning back to count the clouds. Trying to explain gender and sexual identities to Luffy might be more than she could handle. Actually, now that she thought about it, did Terra even have the same labels as Earthland? The queer movement was about three hundred years old, but it had taken them a long time to develop the sort of community they had modernly, to say nothing of the organization it took on a continental scale. Besides, lacrimas and magic had played a huge role, both things Terra just didn't have. With how broken up society and cultures were in Terra, she didn't think it was possible for them to have as many centralized social movements as Earthland did. Not to mention the World Government actively blocking any social change anyway.

"Back home," she started slowly, carefully picking her words. "For a long time, we didn't have words for the kinds of people we had. Some people were women who liked women, some were men who liked men, sometimes people liked both and weren't a man or a woman."

"Like Bon Clay," Luffy cheered. "He's an okama."

"Exactly! Okama is the Terra word for a cross-dressing man who likes other men sexually. In Earthland we had a lot of words for a lot of different people. Asexual is the word for people who don't want to have sex with anyone, no matter the gender."

"Oh." For once, Luffy didn't call it a mystery word, which actually made her think he was trying to process it. "So there's people who never have partners?"

"Well, yes. But those are aromantics; people who don't want or feel romantic desire. You can have a romance without having sex and vice versa."

He scrunched up his face, which probably meant she was getting too complicated. "The point I'm making, Luffy, is that you don't need to worry if you think sex is gross; lots of people do."

Like a switch flipped, he grinned that same bright, impossibly wide smile. "Shishishi. You're really smart, Lucy."

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Nami ran the brush through her hair, gently pulling out any knots until it was silky smooth. Living on a ship meant giving up a lot of things, but damn if she'd give up having nice hair, no matter what the water and wind had to say about it. Robin slipped down the steps, letting the door fall shut above her. Lily and Chopper were on first watch, leaving the rest of the crew to turn in for the night. Slipping on the soft silk of her pajamas was paradise, the sweet feather mattress nearly swallowing her as she finally laid down. Robin hummed a little as she went about her evening routine, lulling Nami. It was strange to only have the two of them in the room after so long sharing with Lucy; weirder was the fact that they each had their own bed. They'd both taken the bottom bunks, leaving them across the room from each other at night. Sometimes, when Nami woke from nightmares, all she had to do was look over and see Robin's sleeping face to calm herself. After all, if the crew managed to declare war on the world and take her back successfully, then there was nothing that could stop them. Probably.

She could just make out the sound of Robin slipping between the sheets, skin on silk, and the quiet ruffling of her settling down. With the lantern put out, all that was left was the gentle dark and ever present rocking that she loved so dearly.

"So," Robin whispered, shattering her peace. "Would you like to tell me why you're ignoring Sanji?"

"I'm not ignoring Sanji," Nami contested loudly. She flinched at the volume, eyeing the emergency door to the men's quarters.

"Oh? Is that why you've spent the last few days hiding in the library with your maps?"

"I'm the navigator. Drawing maps is my job."

"To the extent that you aren't seeing Sanji except for mealtimes, during which you won't even look at him?"

Nami bit her lip, knowing she had no defense against the accusation; because she had been avoiding Sanji. Not on purpose, really, she just--she couldn't stand to look at him without remembering how he refused to fight Kalifa. It bothered her, for a lot of reasons, most of which she didn't really know how to put to herself.

Robin sighed a little, shifting in the dark. Nami turned towards the center, making out the faint outline of her body. Light trickled through from the overhead door, just faint beams that let them see a little.

"Nami. Whatever the problem is, ignoring it won't make it go away. Trust me, I've tried."

Nami couldn't deny that--she'd been giving Lucy shit for avoiding dealing with Laxus and Gajeel, to say nothing of how Robin hadn't trusted the crew with her past. Still, she thought it'd make her sound like a crazy person to say it.

"Did you hear? About how he protected me from Kalifa?"

"That sounds like him. It bothers you that he stepped in?"

"No. It bothers me that he wouldn't protect himself. She was trying to kill him and all he'd do was block and redirect. He didn't even try to counterattack!"

Robin hummed a little. "He hasn't been quiet about how he sees women. You've never seemed to have a problem with it."

"It's bullshit," Nami hissed. "He says he wants us to be happy and safe, but he's more worried about being a perv and keeping his own honor than fighting."

"Nami."

It wasn't much, but the rebuke hurt. Nami deflated, picking at the edges of her pillow. That was unfair to Sanji and she knew it. It was just frustrating, to know how powerful he was and yet see him willfully lose to any woman, even if that meant his own death. For the life of her, she couldn't figure it out.

"I don't want him getting hurt," she finally murmured. "And okay, maybe his pervert tendencies bother me a little."

"Have you considered talking to him?"

"How? 'I know you have a strict code of honor but won't you bend it for me, pretty please?' I might be a bitch, but I'm not a monster. I wouldn't ask Lucy to kill or Zoro to disobey Luffy's orders; how can I possibly ask Sanji to change who he is?"

"There is a difference between asking someone to change who they are, and setting boundaries," Robin pointed out.

Nami breathed out a little sigh, turning to stare at the ceiling. "I don't know if I can," she admitted. "After all the years with Arlong that I spent just...going along with people, using who they were to my benefit, I haven't set a boundary since I was eight. I don't even know how, anymore. And if I tried, I'd probably just end up yelling."

"Would you like me to do it?"

"Doesn't that make me a coward?"

"No. It makes you someone who needs help. That is the point of nakama, yes?"

Nami laughed a little, relaxing into the soft bed. She thought about it, considering all the ways it could play out. Sanji, she knew in her heart, would hear her out. He might not be able to change it instantly, but he'd at least try his best. He would never make a woman uncomfortable on purpose; sometimes, he just lost sight of what was okay. Still, she didn't want to do it alone.

"Would it be wrong to ask you to do it with me?"

"Of course not."

"Really? It won't seem like we're ganging up on him?"

Robin laughed. "Let's ask Lucy to help. That way it'll seem more like a universal opinion rather than just you."

"Okay," Nami breathed. "I can live with that."

☉

Jonathan stood at the dock, ready to greet the incoming ships. Navarone had, tentatively, been allowed to continue, with the understanding that it'd be involved more as a weigh station. His first guest, unsurprisingly, was extremely high ranked and rather known for having a zero tolerance policy towards pirates and the sympathizers. At least it wasn't Akainu.

The massive marine--retired though he technically was--still had the same presence of unquestionable power he'd had the one time Jonathan had seen him before, when he'd just been a Commodore and the man an Admiral. Eleven and a half feet tall, with bright purple hair and a square jaw, he cut an intimidating figure. The bloody bandages hiding the stump of his arm did little to detract from that.

Jonathan saluted sharply as he stepped off the gangplank. "Kuroiude-"

"Drop the titles, Vice Admiral. I'm not an admiral anymore."

Interesting. Resentment for the institution or simply a strict sense of propriety? Rumor had it he'd wanted to leave the marines entirely when his wife and child had died, so perhaps the former.

"Of course, Zephyr. My apologies."

Behind the former admiral, two figures were helped off the ship by Jonathan's own medical team. He could just make out the massive Marine flag covering a stack of what he guessed were bodies. While the ship had been populated by mostly cadets and seaman recruits, it was a shocking sight to know that someone--anyone--could get past a former admiral long enough to slaughter the whole ship and remove the admiral's arm to boot.

Jonathan, too well trained and too intelligent to stare at any one part for long, smoothly continued talking. "Would you like to see medical first, or get debriefed?"

"Debrief can wait," he grunted. "Just send out a notice to HQ. The Surgeon of Death's bounty needs to be doubled."

Trafalgar Law did this? Perhaps his ego had been hurt by the Straw Hats' showing and was trying to prove himself better than them. This generation was truly turning out to be awful. "Consider it done, sir."

☉

Paulie stood in the doorway to Iceburg's office, staring at the stacked papers, the half drawn blueprints, the tossed plans. He'd been so caught up in building the ship for the Straw Hats, that he'd forgotten about the elections. He'd been surprised at the results, though Tilestone and Lulu had just laughed at him. Just because he was Vice President didn't mean he was ready to take over Iceburg's shoes. He'd been an inspiration to Paulie for over a decade and the thought of him gone, never again to bring home some strange pet, made his chest ache.

He skated his fingers over the worn wood, collapsing into Iceburg's chair. It felt wrong, sitting here instead of lounging across the couch, bitching about his clients and his debt. He moved the papers, unwilling and unable to bear going through them now. One piece fluttered to the ground. Groaning, he bent to pick it up, eyes catching at the half done schematic. It was a full blueprint, just the idea stages. It was enough for Paulie to understand what Iceburg had been trying to do though.

"You crazy son of a bitch," Paulie breathed. "You wanted to turn the island into a ship."

Unable to help himself, he pulled out his pencil and tools.

☉

Nami, with Lucy and Robin close on her heels, slipped into the kitchen. Usopp caught sight of them, cutting off in his story, before making a quick excuse to vanish. If there was one thing Nami always appreciated about him, it was that he could read a room. Sanji looked up from the stove at the sudden disappearance of his companion, eyes lighting up at the three ladies.

"Lovelies! What can I do for you? Something to drink? A beautiful snack for your beautiful selves?"

"Actually," Robin started, slipping into a seat at the table. Lucy and Nami followed suit, though Nami couldn't help picking at a thread on her shirt. "We came to talk."

"Of course! Whatever you need."

"Sanji," Lucy started kindly, but not without a note of steel in her voice. "We came to talk about you."

Finally, he stuttered, seemingly picking up on the energy. Turning off the stove, he set aside his ingredients and wiped his hands, settling against the countertop. Sanji's lips twisted into a slight frown, but he gave them his full attention.

Robin glanced at Nami, who continued to fidget in her seat. She didn't want to hurt Sanji's feelings but she also couldn't figure out a way to start that wouldn't sound like an accusation. Under her lashes, she sent a look towards Lucy.

Seas bless her, Lucy didn't hesitate to start. "I want you to understand that we love you Sanji. You're our nakama and nothing will change that."

Briefly, panic flitted over his face but he hid it behind another cigarette. His hands were shaking. "Of course, Lady Lucy."

"We'd like to know, though, why you refuse to fight women."

His eyes widened before hardening. "I will never kick a woman. You shouldn't have to fight-"

"That's not your choice!" Nami burst out. She tried to calm down and speak calmly, like Lucy, but her hands were shaking and every time she blinked, all she could see was Sanji, bloody and glistening like a doll. Sanji, hurt trying to protect her and refusing to help himself. Neither Lucy nor Robin tried to stop her. "We're pirates, Sanji. We might not enjoy the fighting like Zoro, or be monstrously strong like Laxus and Luffy, but we chose this life and we know what it means. You refusing to let us fight or pretending like every female enemy we have is some damsel is-" hurtful, shortsighted, moronic, dangerous, "-condescending!"

For a long second, the only sound in the room was Nami's heaving breath and the near silent burning of Sanji's cigarette. Gently, Lucy reached out and rubbed Nami's back; she hadn't even realized she'd stood up, planting herself against the table. Her eyes were wet and she couldn't figure out why. It had never bothered her before, not really. Sanji was Sanji and she'd lived with his womanizing and dumb honor for months without this being an issue.

"Oh Nami," he breathed. He didn't continue, words seeming to fail even him in the wake of her rant.

"We appreciate your care," Robin murmured softly. "But we tend to find your treatment of us...a tad insulting."

Sanji flinched, even the gentle words seeming like a harsh blow. For a second, he worked his jaw until, finally, he burst out, "I can't hurt a woman." Nami bristled, but he was staring at Lucy. "After my childhood, I can't. Not without losing myself."

Nami had no idea what he was talking about but Lucy seemed to. She reached out a hand and waited for him to step forward and take it, collapsing into a chair across from them. "Okay," Lucy said. "If this is something about--what we talked about last time, okay. But Sanji; you fucking terrified Nami when you didn't fight Kalifa. And while we didn't linger on it at the time, it was really hurtful when you said I shouldn't fight a priest on Skypiea."

"I'm sorry," he swore. "I am. I just...I hate seeing women hurt."

"Do you think we like seeing you hurt instead?" Nami rasped. She blinked rapidly, swallowing back tears. "Sanji, when will you get it? Men, women, it doesn't mean shit, not to us. Traveling the Grandline means we're going to get into fights and we need to know you'll trust us with that when the time comes."

He took a long pull on his cigarette, eyes downcast. "I can try. I don't like knowing you're in battle and I can't help, but I can try."

"That's all we ask," Robin soothed. "But while we're here-" she faltered, pursing her lips before simply choosing to rip the bandaid off, so to speak. "-while we're here, I'd also like to request you tone down your...intensity when it comes to your appreciation for women."

"I didn't know that bothered you."

"It's you, Sanji," Nami said. "We know that if we tell you no, you'll listen. But other women don't know you the way we do, and you can come off as intense."

"Really intense," Lucy agreed. "Just...you don't have to treat us like you do men, if you don't want to. But we'd like it if you treated women as people instead of just goddesses or objects of beauty or whatever else."

He blew out a smoke ring, letting it float in the air as he furrowed his brows. "Okay. Okay, if it bothers you, I can try." Sanji bit his lip, looking at all of them. "I have never wanted to make any of you uncomfortable."

"Oh Sanji." Nami came around and tugged him into a hug, burying her face in his shoulders. It said good things about their talk that he didn't immediately start freaking out. "We never feel safer than when you're with us. We just want to stand on our own power, sometimes."

"I still can't fight a woman," he admitted.

Nami breathed through her nose, tightening her hold on him. "Then call one of us. And we'll take that fight for you."

☉

"Captain?"

"What is it?"

"The first wave of prototypes is ready for field testing."

"Perfect."

[catflowerqueen]

Well everyone (Except Jimbei, unless someone has filled him in in the meantime) at least knows that Brooke is over 50 years old (from a certain point of view) considering I'm pretty sure he told them all exactly how long he'd been in the Triangle. And if not, then everyone who was paying attention when Crocus was talking about Laboon would have at least been able to extrapolate from that. But after that, the only thing they would know for sure is that he was an adult when he died that first time--but "adult" to them probably just means "was at least 15 when he set out to sea," since that's how old Chopper was at the start and he's the youngest in the crew.

And on that note, his age is probably the one that would confuse people the most? Animals age at different rates than humans, and if they were unaware that he ate his fruit as a... not exactly baby, but also not a mature deer, and then aged like a human from that point, then they might be assuming his actual age in terms of years lived is something like... I dunno, five? Maybe seven?

I'm just saying, it's rather ironic that if no one actually discussed their true ages with each other, then they would probably be able to determine Brooke's far easier than anyone else's despite the fact that he lacks any of the typical markers people would look for in determining age.

Oh--except Luffy would also know Usopp's rough age even if he didn't outright declare it, since Yasopp told him that his son was around his age, and Luffy was definitely keeping track of his own age due to the promise he made about setting sail at seventeen.

do you think the strawhats even know how old each other are. like do you think thats ever come up in conversation

robin: i’m glad you’re around, zoro, it’s nice having someone around the same age as me on here :)

zoro: you’re 19???

robin:

[whirlybirdwhat]

a piece for the it’s pirates zerver sine: home: built stolen lost found

When Luffy is three, alone and abandoned in the world besides a grandfather who is never there, and a bartender who tries her best to be, he asks Makino a single question.

It’s from a phrase he had heard patrons of the bar say as they pushed back their seats and headed out the door, a phrase Gramps had said as he slammed through walls with a smile, a phrase, a word he had never known he meaning of. 

“Makino? What’s home?” 

Makino looks down at him, tugging on her skirts, and kneels down with a smile. “Well – home is a place your family is, and where you feel happy and safe. It’s a place where you stay, and can have a bedroom, and a place to put all your toys and belongings. Sometimes, it can even be a person!” She says  it so happily, so brightly, but Luffy only looks at her with wide, wide eyes. 

“Oh,” he says, and clutches harder to the toy boat in his hands. Oh. 

It is then, that moment, strikingly clear, that Luffy realizes he doesn’t have a home. 

(His grandfather is never here, Makino is good but she isn’t quite family, not in the way he knows it, and he had a small attic to call his without a view of the sea.) 

And, quietly, realizes that he doesn’t want one. 

(To have a place to stay, to remain still, to place all burdens on another? To call home somewhere stationary, unmoving, unwanted? It sounded like hell.)

Oh, he says again. Oh. 

-

When Luffy is six, alone and abandoned in a small village by the sea that he could never leave, he asks Shanks a question. 

It is a question that had been lingering in the dredges of his mind, ever since these pirates had barged through the door with songs on their lips and adventures in their minds, with not that word that he didn’t have leaving their mouths but rather tales of ships and voyages and seas.

“Shanks? Where’s your home?”

Shanks looks down at him, eyebrows quirking upward as he finishes his drink with a flourish before setting it down with a soft clink. His eyes are just as soft, like some how he understands that this is different from when Luffy asked about his favorite battles, when Luffy asked for a sip of his drink or if Shanks really had been at the bottom of the sea when he was Luffy’s age. 

“Home? Easy – it’s the sea, anchor!”

“The sea?” Luffy had never heard something more stupid, and that was saying a lot since all the stupid things he heard of were from Shanks. That wasn’t what Makino had told him, wasn’t what Gramps had explained, wasn’t anything like where your family is or place you stay. It was the sea – endless and vast and full of danger and sea kings and marines that like to give you Fists of Love and don’t come back. The sea didn’t have a place to have belongings or keep yourself safe. It – 

It doesn’t make sense. 

“The sea!” Shanks says with a grin, a sparkle in his eye like he gets before stands on tables and talks about the time he sailed to a land of samurai. “It’s any pirate’s home! It’s where our adventures await, and where our nakama are with us, and every day it bright than the rest, ain’t that right, fellas!”

“Aye, captain!” The crew drunkenly choruses, words already forming on their lips. 

“How does that one chorus go?”

“Which one?”

“Oh, I know! Gather up all the crew – “

“It’s time to ship out Bink’s Brew!” Shanks joins in, holding his hands out to Luffy and not even waiting till he grabs them to snatch him up in a dance. “Pirates, we eternally are challenging the sea.” His voice is joyful and loud with the way men get when the party in in swing, but there’s nothing but happiness in his steps as he guides Luffy onto his feet and twirls him around.

 “With the waves to rest our heads,  ship beneath us as our beds, hoisted high upon the mast, our jolly roger flies! Yohohoho-“

“Oi! Wrong part captain! It goes like this – “

“Dahahaha!” Shanks ignores them, only to bend down to Luffy’s level. “A pirates’ home is where he’s happy, Luffy. My home is with my crew and with some drink – or an adventure – in my hand. That’s the sea for me. Got it?”

Luffy doesn’t, but as Shanks sweeps him up into another round of Bink’s brew, he’s starting to find that the answer doesn’t really matter, not when he’s not alone here, with Shanks and pirates all around him

“Yohohoho, yohohoho!”

-

Luffy is seven, and he’s finally figured out what home is. Home is his brothers, running through the jungle, laughter and adventure and fun is every step. Home is the way Ace smiles when he thinks no one is looking, and the way Sabo is always the first to say Let’s explore! Home is coming home to a tree house, and never being alone. 

Home is Ace and Sabo and Ace and Sabo and – 

Home is burning. 

Home is dead.

Luffy feels hollow, feels like the world is crumbling out from underfoot, because everyone said that home could be a person but they never said that home could burn. That home could die. That home could go away and never, ever come back. 

Maybe that’s why Shanks said home is the sea and why Makino said that home is a place and only sometimes a person – because people leave and burn and never come back, and seas can’t burn or be destroyed. 

Luffy is seven, and he realizes again that he doesn’t want a home, not anymore, because all home does is burn. 

(Then, there’s a promise and a vow and Luffy is never going to lose home again.)

-

Luffy is seventeen, and he’s been alone for three years but not anymore because this time – this time he has a home that won’t burn, that won’t leave, because he is their captain and he will protect them. 

Home is Zoro and his quiet smiles, home is Nami, and her ink-stained hands, home is Usopp and stories that roll off the tongue, home is Sanji and meals made for comfort, home is Vivi and her kindness however far away, home is Chopper and his hugs, home is Robin and her cryptic statements, home is Merry, sturdy and true, home is – 

Ace, and Ace won’t burn because Ace is made of fire. Home can’t burn again. It can’t. 

It can’t.

-

Luffy is seventeen, and home is burning by his own hands. It’s a funeral, the only one worthy of Merry because the bottom of the sea is a dark place and she deserves a sendoff to light her way but – 

It’s fire, non-the-less, reminding Luffy of how Grey Terminal’s fire looked by the shore, and home – Merry, with her black eyes and painted smile, with her strong planks and her determined heart, Merry, home – 

It’s burning.

(He’s starting to think that maybe home isn’t what he’s always called it before – people and places that make you happy, that keep you safe.

Maybe it’s something else. Maybe it’s something that’s only this way because of him. 

Maybe – )

Sunny won’t burn, will never burn with a hull of Adam’s Wood, but Merry does, and it hurts. 

-

Luffy is seventeen and home is burning. 

This time – 

This time – 

This time – 

It burns it burns it burns it hurts it hurts Ace Ace Ace Ace why no Ace Ace please – 

Home burns in his arms, his big brother who is made of fire, who can’t be burned, burns in his arms, and it drips drips drips down onto Luffy’s chest and he can’t let go because this is home and this home can’t burn but it does and – 

“Thank you for loving me.”

Home burns. 

(It always does.)

“AAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”

-

Luffy is eighteen and Ruskaina is sweltering and his chest is burning burning burning but he’s not home. 

He’s not. 

He’s…

He’s not alone. He’s not home. His crew (ZoroNamiUsoppSanjiViviChopperRobinFrankyBrook) is still there, still existing, but they are not home, any longer.

Maybe he is, to them. He’s burned, after all, he fits his own criteria. But they aren’t to him.

On Ruskaina, he makes this decision. He vows it, under the sweltering sun and with bandages wrapped around his chest,  with phantom pains on his finger’s where Ace’s vivre card singed him, with his mind alight with war. His crew is not his home, Sunny is not his home, because Luffy does not have a home. 

He does not want one, he does not have one, because home is a place that burns, and Luffy has been burned too many times to count.

-

Luffy is nineteen and older and stronger than all his moments before. He stands in front of his crew with a smile on his face and a burn across his chest, because he is not home, but his crew – 

His crew tumbles into his open, waiting arms, crashing him down onto to the ground as they come home. 

Luffy burns, and Luffy is home, and he will be King of the Pirates. 

For his crew – for people who are not his home but his family, his nakama, his treasure  - there is nothing else he could possibly be. 

[beanghostprincess]

loved your post about yamato and ace and sabo finding out!

if it's not too much of a bother, can you give your hc in the same au of modern ASL living together and luffy trying to sneak in zoro? how ace and sabo find out and if possible, sprinkled with a *little(or more)* angst?

Aww thank you!! It was a sudden, random thought I had last morning and I loved it <3 And ofc I can!! I'm loving this AU, ngl.

I think Luffy isn't used to sneaking in people. Like, there's no need to do so. He often invites the whole group over (East Blue Crew + Vivi in this case, btw) and there are never any issues. In fact, Ace and Sabo like his friends. Sanji cooks for them (thank you, because most of the time they live thanks to his leftovers), Zoro isn't as loud as the others (unless he's arguing with somebody), Usopp is actually a really funny guy to be around, Nami keeps Luffy in the right path (they always thank her for taking care of him) and Vivi is the most surprising of them all but only Luffy would befriend a rich girl (Sabo didn't seem fond of her at first, but when he got to know her? She's the sweetest thing!). So Luffy isn't shy about things like this. However-

However.

Long post, by the way:

Sabo and Ace are a bit overprotective of Luffy. Well. Not really overprotective? They're not intense about it. They just treat Luffy (sometimes) like a kid and,, Honestly? It's understandable if you look at it from the older brother's perspective. Sabo and Ace have to take care of Luffy financially and I mean, have you seen Luffy's personality? He's actually extremely empathetic and pretty mature but he doesn't look like that at all, and he's seventeen. And it's not that they're worried about somebody taking advantage of him, because they know Luffy would never do something he doesn't want, but it's just,,, Seeing Luffy heartbroken? After everything they've been through together? After seeing Luffy crying already? They finally have a stable home, more or less, and he has a group of friends! They just don't like the idea of Luffy dating somebody they don't trust. But, you know, miscommunication and older sibling stuff. Sabo and Ace keep making fun of him and they say he's too young to date and have sex and understand these things. And they're not really serious about it? They just joke around. And Luffy is always complaining about it but y'know, whiny little brother, what's new? So they worry about him dating a stranger and that's why they always tell him to be careful (Luffy is SO done with them) and they just make fun of him because... Because they can. Older brother stuff. So, basically, they make a little bit of fun of Luffy and also keep saying he should be careful if he's going to date somebody, and Luffy takes it pretty damn seriously because he hates it when they treat him as a kid. Now, add the "Sabo's going to college and still takes care of them" layer here and the "Ace has his own issues and feels like a burden".

So when Luffy starts dating Zoro... It's a whole mess. He doesn't want them to make fun of him, first things first. He also doesn't want them to give him THE talk. He refuses to listen to them if they tell him he's too young and should break up with Zoro (which doesn't even make sense because Ace was even younger when he started dating people). And he doesn't want them to worry either because Ace seems more distant lately (Ace is dealing with the Yamato thing) and Sabo is always complaining about college being a scam and a shithole full of rich spoiled brats he hates (the only good thing there? Koala). So, of course, the most obvious thing to do is to hide the fact that they're dating.

Zoro is,, Luffy doesn't really know? Zoro is his best friend? But that doesn't feel right because that's what all of his friends are to him. Zoro is just something more. They start growing closer. And closer. And Luffy wishes they could be even closer but Nami tells him that that's literally just dating. That they're quite literally dating already. Luffy doesn't really get it? Like, the whole concept of dating is just dumb because it seems like a friendship with extra steps. Zoro is just- He's special but it doesn't really feel like Nami's crush on Vivi? He just knows that Zoro makes sense in his life and he doesn't want to do these things with anybody else (Luffy doesn't know that being Aroaspec is a thing, leave him alone). The fact that he feels the need to hide Zoro from Ace one day is what makes everything click. And it's funny like that because he asks Zoro if they're boyfriends and he's just like "I guess we are. Do you want to?" and Luffy couldn't be happier because well, at least now he has a word for it or whatever. And it's kind of exciting, isn't it? Like an adventure, the fact that they have to sneak in and hide from his brothers. Zoro finds it funny the first few times, but he thinks it'd be easier if he just told Ace and Sabo. But whatever, as long as Luffy is comfortable.

But Ace notices because Ace isn't fucking stupid and he's street smart and probably the one who knows the most about things like this. When the group is hanging out together, he notices the way the two guys look at each other. They're all very clingy, but he notices Zoro actively holding back and his touches lingering more on Luffy's body. He can tell when somebody is hungry and touch starved just by looking at them, for fuck's sake, it's horrendous to witness because it's painfully obvious. The way Zoro is always the last one to go home. That, and also that they're not quiet when Zoro ends up in Luffy's room. Zoro might do well with the "sneaking in" part, but the "staying over without your brother finding out" part? Nah. Horrible. Awful. They're idiots. Ace lets them enjoy themselves for a while because, meh, who cares? Besides, he's doing the same exact thing. For different reasons, but technically they're both lying to each other, so it's okay. He keeps an eye on them and tries to leave them enough food if he's going out with Yamato and that's about it. He isn't worried about Zoro. Because it's Zoro. And it only takes one glance at him to know he would do anything for his little brother.

Now, the thing is, Ace is angry. But he's not angry because Luffy is keeping this from him. Teenage years stuff. The thrill of having secrets. It's not as dramatic as Sabo would say it is. Ace is angry because one day Luffy comes home extremely irritable and visibly sad and he won't tell Ace why. He keeps asking but Luffy keeps yelling and pushing him away and Ace knows it's because of Zoro because it's the one thing he won't tell him. And now Luffy is sad and he can't tell his own brother because he fears he might get angry for the wrong reasons and Ace is angry because Luffy isn't telling him. The reason why Zoro and he fought isn't really important (although if you wanna know, it's linked to another AU I have that I just realized fits this thing too? So I'm just mixing them up. And basically, Zoro and Sanji were arguing and Zoro said something really fucked up without meaning to hurt Sanji that much, and Luffy didn't like that. And he could tell Ace about that but Ace would probably say "if he's just your friend why are you being so dramatic? Just talk things out. You've had worse fights with other people and haven't reacted like this" and Luffy isn't risking anything). Long story short, Ace ends up getting angry and telling Luffy that he knows he's dating Zoro. And it kind of goes like this:

Ace: Luffy, I don't want to get angry because I am not your babysitter and you're not a kid- Luffy: Liar. Ace: What?! Luffy: You're always saying I'm a kid. That I shouldn't date. Or have sex. Ace: Do you even want to have sex? Luffy: I dunno. Maybe? Not really. But it'd be nice if I could choose for myself! Besides, I don't mind if it's with- Ace: With who? Luffy: With nobody! Ace: Agh, c'mon now, Luffy! Don't act like a child. Luffy: See? You're always doing this! Ace: And you're keeping things away from me! What? You don't trust your own brother?! Luffy: You're gonna get angry. You are already angry. And you have your own things and you're going to go all worried older brother on me- Ace: I am not Sabo. Luffy: Oh, fuck, don't tell Sabo. Ace: Tell him what, exactly? Because you're not telling me shit. Luffy: ... But you already know. Ace: Yes, I know, I am not stupid. But I want to hear it from you. Luffy: Why?! Ace: Because I want you to trust me enough to tell me these things, you moron! Especially since he has hurt you so much. What the fuck did he do? Luffy: Nothing. It's nothing. Zoro didn't do- Ace: Okay, we're finally using his name. What did he do to you? Luffy: He didn't do anything to me! It's just- It's a silly fight. I'll be fine. I'm old enough. Ace: Nobody should be old enough to go through these things alone. Luffy, you don't have to deal with it on your own. I am here. Luffy: But... But you already have your thing with Yamato. And your job. And I can deal with this- Ace: You shouldn't deal with this alone. Even if it's a stupid fight that you're gonna solve in less than two days because it seems that if he spends more than five minutes away from you he fucking dies. Luffy: But- Ace: You always go to Sabo for these things, you know? It'd be nice if you trusted your other older brother too. Luffy: Sabo doesn't know. Don't tell Sabo. Ace: Then, tell me. Luffy. Just trust me.

Long story short, Luffy tells Ace what happened and Ace gives him some advice and they talk things out. So Ace isn't really angry at Luffy and he doesn't have to tell Zoro to sneak in anymore. Unless Sabo is the one home, because Luffy makes Ace promise he won't tell Sabo any of this. Ace just tells Luffy to do the same with the Yamato thing and they'll be fine. Basically, they're stupid because they keep lying to Sabo because they want him to not worry for them anymore. He has this older brother complex thing and he always tries to have everything under control and feels like he's the one responsible for everything? And they just would hate it if his finally stable mental health shattered just because of their own drama (bold of you to assume Sabo is well mentally in this AU, because he isn't. None of them are. Ace and Sabo are the ones who have more issues with mental health, tho, but Sabo is the one who tends to have more extreme emotions. Mental stuff headcanons, not important).

But it just makes things worse. For obvious reasons.

As I said in the original post about the AU, Sabo finds out about Yamato and reacts the way he reacts there. I think the fight is a bit more dramatic, but I didn't want to make it long. And of course, Sabo remembers what Ace said about Luffy "sneaking in" friends, and he asks him about it. Ace is just- He's so done with keeping secrets. But he also doesn't want to make Sabo more worried, even if he technically reacted well to Yamato staying over. Sabo is a bit more protective of Luffy (but in the sense I said before, not wanting him to get hurt because they know he cares A LOT about his relationships and a breakup or a fight would break his heart) so Ace is starting to question if it's a good idea to tell him about Zoro. Or if he should be the one doing it. Ace ends up telling him because it's Sabo we're talking about, and if they keep more secrets from him it's going to be a whole lot more drama. But the way he finds out is actually like:

Ace: Okay, don't get angry at Luffy for this. He was just worried about how you would take it. Sabo: Take what? I already told you, your idea of me is so fucked up. I am not a monster. Ace: I know. I know, Bo. But you know,, Ugh. Okay. Look. He's been dating Zoro for a while now. Sabo: The green-haired guy? The one who goes to the dojo next to the bakery? Ace: How do you even know that? Sabo: Because I listen to what others tell me? And why would Luffy think I'd get mad, c'mon. That guy would set himself on fire for our brother. I'm actually more worried about him than Luffy. Ace: He just- He just thinks we'd get too overprotective because we say he's just a kid. Sabo: But he told you. Ace: No, I found out. Sabo: But you told him I wouldn't get mad, right? Ace: ... Sabo: Ace. You told him to tell me, right? Ace: He asked me not to tell you. Sabo: What? Why? Ace: Look, I think it's better if we talk about this together? Just wait until he wakes up, please. Sabo: But he didn't tell me. Doesn't he trust me? I- If I have to drop out of college- Ace: Sabo, don't be stupid. You're not quitting. Sabo: But I don't want him to push me away like this! I- I feel like I don't know anything about his life. Ace: You know where his fucking boyfriend trains and you feel like you don't know him? Shit, I've been here the whole time and I recently found out they had a fight. It's not about colleg- Sabo: They had a fight? Ace: Oh, fuck, Sabo- Sabo: Is he okay? Why didn't he tell me? Ace- Ace: Just wait until he wakes up, c'mon.

So, Sabo is feeling like shit. Yamato is there having breakfast knowing that something's wrong. Ace looks at his boyfriend with the guiltiest of expressions. And- And Sabo is obviously not okay. So, everything is going downhill. They wait for Luffy to wake up because he's either an early bird or sleeps til noon, depending on the day. Right now, hours seem to be getting longer and longer. Until he inevitably wakes up and sees the whole thing and he's like "Oh! Yamato! What are you do-" and Ace rolls his eyes and says "Luf, he knows. C'mon. Of course he knows." and Luffy turns to Sabo smiling and saying "So you let him stay?! Of course you do, right? I told Ace he was being silly for worrying about that." (<- they're both stupid because they knew Sabo wouldn't get mad or anything, they were just worried about him getting too concerned. Idiots). Sabo sighs and he says that yes, he's obviously letting Yamato stay all he wants. Luffy acts like everything is fine, then, having breakfast and talking to Yamato like normal. But Sabo is digging his nails on the palm of his hand and he's not in a good place right now. Everything is normal until Sabo speaks up:

Sabo: Luffy, I- Do you think I'm spending too much time in college? Ace: Sabo, don't- Sabo: I've been staying at Koala's for a long time. Her apartment is closer to the campus, too, and- And I don't know. Would you want me to be around here more often? Luffy: Mmm? But you're always saying that you need to focus on studying! To have a good job and write your book. That's your dream. It's fine if- Sabo: But do you want me to be around here more? Luffy: I always like it when you're around. I don't mind. You still come over here a lot! Ace: Okay, but Sabo! Sabo. Dude. Even if you stayed at campus more often to write your book or study, it's alright. We can take care of ourselves. Sabo: I know you can. It's not about that. You know it's not. Luffy, do you feel like I've been... Like you can't tell me stuff? Luffy: What do you mean? I tell you everything. Sabo: Do you really? Luffy: I- Ace: He knows about Zoro, Luffy, don't lie. You're an awful liar, too. Luffy: Did you tell him?! Why?! Sabo: It's fine, I am not mad. Leave Ace alone. Luffy: You're not angry?! Sabo: See? Why do you even think I'd get angry? Luffy: ... Because I lied to you. And I'm dating somebody. Sabo: Luffy. I always tell you to be careful because I don't want you getting hurt by some random person. But it's Zoro! I- I know him. And you're seventeen. You knew I wouldn't get mad. So what's the truth here? Yamato: Ace, I can go to Deuce's for a while if you don't want me- Sabo: Please, don't be like that. You're family now. I- I'm not kicking you out. I am not mad. Why does everybody think I'm angry? You can listen to this. I'm sure you know more than Luffy now than me. Ace: Dude, you're being too hard on yourself. Sabo: But I am not here enough for Luffy to trust me! Ace: It's not that he doesn't trust you! He just doesn't want you to get like this! Sabo: Like what?! Ace: You're always blaming yourself for things that aren't your fault! Yes, Luffy didn't tell you he has a boyfriend. I didn't tell you Yamato was staying here. We didn't tell you because you're better than us. Luffy: Ace- Ace: We didn't tell you because you actually have a chance of doing something with your life and this? Teen drama? Luffy fighting and making up with his boyfriend because he said something mean about another guy? Yamato doing the same thing you did when you were a kid at twenty-six? This is not the stuff you should be blaming yourself for! You have this constant need to take care of everything b- Luffy: I'm not weak. I can take care of myself, Sabo. Sabo: Do I make you feel like you're a burden? Do I really- Luffy: What? No! Sabo: I just-I just want you to be able to tell me these things without thinking I'm gonna go into another episode. I'm fine. Just tell me these things and we can find a solution together. Isn't that what we've always done? Ace: Then you have to promise you won't try to carry everything on your own. Man, you already are stressed enough. Luffy: Yeah, and I trust you! Dumbass! I wanted to tell you. Ace: Shit, babe, I'm sorry you have to deal with us now- Yamato: Oh, no! It's really nice. Sabo: Nice? Yamato: You love each other so much you fight about it. Never seen that before. And you're letting me be a part of this! I think it's great. Thank you.

This is getting TOO long, but to end this: They obviously talk things out. Sabo tries to focus on studying but also calls them regularly so they can tell them everything about their lives. He also visits often with Koala. Yamato starts living there (not really because there are some issues with Kaido still, even if he's old enough to do whatever the fuck he wants, but he stays over most of the time). And Zoro meets Sabo finally saying he's Luffy's boyfriend (and it's literally just the same as always because they already know each other. Sabo is just happy they can be together in front of him).

Who would've thought the key would be communication, huh?

[yukipri]

One Piece Mermaid AU!

Featuring Luffy as a rubber mermaid who can’t swim, and Ace who carries her on his back as they pirate together.

＊Genderbend warning, fem!Luffy

Sliding in last minute for MerMay, bc idk about you, but I need something to mark that May has passed this year...

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Luffy's a mermaid who was raised in Fuusha village, just like in canon. And, just like in canon, despite being a mermaid, she SUCKS at swimming, a fact that Shanks finds absolutely hilarious. She still wants to become a pirate, she still eats her devil fruit and becomes a rubber mer(?), she still gets kidnapped by Higuma (who sees her as an excellent way to rake in cash, given how valuable mermaids are on the slave market), and Shanks still gives her his hat.

As a devil fruit user, Luffy's already atrocious swimming skills are now at zero. She can still breathe under water, but will sink like a stone, her strength sapped by the sea, and if she loses consciousness she'll stop breathing too. Needless to say, she stays out of the water, and the villagers come to accept that sometimes, mermaids just live on land.

Garp still comes back, and is still furious at her wanting to become a pirate (and inwardly, extremely concerned that a bandit tried to catch and sell her), and still takes her to live at Dadan's where she meets Ace.

Ace has no idea what to think of the weird fish-brat who he's now told is gonna be his sibling, and resolutely ignores Luffy. He's inwardly slightly impressed as Luffy continues to follow him through the mountain every day, not even particularly hindered by lack of legs and using a mixture of crawling, squirming, hand-walking, and ricocheting forward with rubber arms to move.

Luffy still meets Sabo the same way as canon, and is still caught by Porchemy, who at first is thrilled because a mer brat! That'll bring in WAY more money than the spare change Ace stole! But in the end, he loses his temper at Luffy's stubbornness and still beats her to a pulp.

Ace and Sabo still rescue Luffy, and they still exchange sake cups and become brothers.

Yes, brothers.

Because at this point, neither Ace nor Sabo nor any of the bandits, nor anyone really on Dawn island save Makino and Garp actually know that Luffy's a girl. Not even Luffy.

The three brothers promise to each other that they'll all leave the island when they turn seventeen, setting out to sea to become pirates (Ace and Sabo are honestly a little concerned, given how often people try to sell Luffy, and how despite aquatic appearances Luffy's vulnerable af in water, but decide to wait and see. They have seven years together, Luffy ten until seventeen, who knows how much stronger their baby brother will get in that time).

Sabo "dies."

Ace and Luffy continue to train, and things don't change until Ace is seventeen, shortly before he sets out to sea.

He's let Luffy crawl into his blanket to sleep with him (partially cold-blooded, Lu gets cold easily when inactive), and Ace realizes that his lil brother's chest feels a bit lumpy.

Concerned, he makes Luffy have it checked out by the bandits, who are shocked to find developing...breasts?

That can't be right...right?

Dadan makes a call to Garp, who snorts and says of COURSE Luffy's a girl, didn't he say granddaughter?

No, he had not, he had only mentioned "grand child."

Everyone is shocked, but none more so than Ace, who really doesn't know what to do with this new information.

(Luffy's not quite sure what a "girl" is, and when she asks Ace, Ace honestly doesn't know how to define "girl" either, so she doesn't get what the big deal is)

Ace realizes he's troubled because he can't remember the number of times he's rescued Luffy from potential traffickers, and the number of times he's heard the lament, "Pity it's not female, it'd be worth quadruple," from the kidnappers before he beats them to a pulp.

He already had doubts about letting Luffy go out to sea alone, three years after he's left. But now knowing that Luffy's a girl, and one of the most sought-after species that traffickers target...he knows the world out there is much bigger than a teeny peaceful East Blue island, and Luffy may not get lucky every time, and may not be strong enough in just three years.

But at the same time, it's not like he can order her to stay here. There's no way Luffy'd listen; the sea calls to her, freedom calls to her, and Ace understands that more than anyone.

Sabo, Ace thinks, what would you do?

The night before he leaves, Ace tells Luffy that there's been a change of plans.

He's still leaving for sea. He's going to get stronger, and work his way towards becoming Pirate King.

BUT, three years later, Luffy will NOT leave Dawn Island alone.

Ace promises that he'll come back, a stronger pirate capable of looking out for his baby brother (because girl or not, they exchanged vows of brotherhood, and that's something that can't be changed).

He refuses to let Luffy be his captain, he's still got his pride, but maybe, maybe if Luffy becomes strong enough, he'll let her be co-Captain.

Luffy is thrilled, because she wanted to be pirates WITH Ace, and grudgingly accepts the compromise, and promises to train and wait for Ace's return.

Ace leaves Dawn island, and makes a name for himself on the Grand Line (he's PISSED when he finds out he's eaten a devil fruit, because now how's he supposed to rescue Lu from drowning when he can't swim himself???).

He even eventually makes it to Whitebeard, and eventually comes to admire the man. Whitebeard invites him to his crew, and Ace honestly replies that a large part of him wants to accept...but he can't. He promised his baby brother that they'll be pirates and co-captains together, and he can't join another pirate crew without Luffy agreeing too. Even so, and he knows it's selfish of him, he wants to call Whitebeard his father.

Whitebeard tells him that Ace is already his son, regardless of where his allegiances lie, and gives him his blessing to return to East Blue to fetch Luffy. Whitebeard laughs that he can't wait to meet the lil brat that Ace speaks so highly of, and for Ace to hurry up and come back to the New World so they can meet.

Ace plans on traveling light, his former crew all choosing to join the Whitebeard pirates except for his first mate, Deuce. Ace loves his crew, but they're also his crew, and knows that he wants to make their crew with Luffy. So he thinks he and Deuce will be a good starting point (You're just bringing me along bc you want someone who can swim on the crew, Deuce accuses).

As they're planning on leaving, Marco lets slip to fellow commander Thatch that he heard that Ace's "little brother" is actually a super cute girl.

The next morning, Thatch shows up too, insisting that he come along, because hey! He's been with the Whitebeards for ages and hasn't been to Paradise in a while, he wants some change! And won't it be nice to have someone as reliable as him along, just until they get back to the New World and reunite with the Whitebeards? Really he has no ulterior motives like wanting to check out Ace's supposedly hyper hot baby brother-sister!

Ace is suspicious, but Thatch is already on board and the other Whitebeards are already waving so he lets it go.

(Shortly after they leave, Thatch discovers a devil fruit. Deuce tells him to sell the damn thing, it'll taste like shit, but Thatch thinks boy wouldn't it be great to be able to woo Ace's hot brother with a really cool devil fruit power. So he eats it, and yeah it tastes like shit, but now he can control Darkness which is sorta badass?)

(Somewhere on the Whitebeard ships, Blackbeard is still waiting for someone to find the darkness devil fruit, and well, it doesn't happen)

Before Ace returns to Dawn Island, part of him still hopes that Luffy looks passably like a guy. Having been to Fishman island, having befriended Jinbe, he knows that while mermen can still be targeted, mermaids are exponentially more vulnerable. He's learned the kinds of clothing that can help conceal tails, and is hoping that there's a slim chance they might be able to be pirates without the world knowing that Lu's a mermaid.

His hopes are shot when Luffy rockets into his arms at the dock, and his face is immediately buried in enormous tits that definitely weren't there three years ago.

Despite Ace's growing concerns (and red face; why does he feel so hot??? It's not his devil fruit...), Ace lets Luffy give Deuce a beating (why me?!) to claim her position as Ace's Co-Captain of the newly established ASL pirates (because if we're pirates together, Sabo has to be with us too!).

Luffy's gotten a lot stronger, but is still utterly ignorant of the outside world and the dangers it holds (such as the drooling Thatch who immediately wins Luffy over with his cooking despite Ace's burning glares). She's reckless and falls into the ocean every damn day, and while Deuce dives in after her and they've discovered her useful ability to talk to fish to ask for help, it still gives Ace heart attacks.

They still pick up more crew members while in East Blue, including Roronoa Zoro, Usopp, and Sanji, a pervy cook who competes daily with Thatch for Luffy's affections through food (Luffy appreciates the food).

At Arlong Park, Luffy encounters fishmen for the first time in her life. Arlong mocks Luffy's choice of friends and family, and invites her to join his crew made of her own kind. Fishmen and mer are the superior race, and Luffy will make a fine wife, Arlong says.

Luffy breaks his nose off, and Nami joins their crew.

Luffy's chosen mode of transportation is on the back of one of her sturdier crew mates, usually Ace, but often Zoro too. She unfortunately hates all the long skirts/robes Ace suggested for her to hide her tail, and so Ace has decided that being as intimidating as possible while carrying his brother glued to his back is the only way to go.

Needless to say, news of the former Spade Pirates Captain + Whitebeard Commander Thatch (are they an extension of the Whitebeards??) establishing the new ASL pirates spreads fast. That, and rumors that there's a beautiful young mermaid on board who can't swim. And despite the strength of the crew and their attempts at vigilance, Luffy's still dumb and gullible, and is kidnapped (and rescued) a dozen times before they're even on the Grand Line.

(after a few times, Luffy's uncharacteristically quiet, and privately asks Ace if they can break up the crew. She's holding Ace back; she not only made him come back to her, but half their adventures just seem to be her crew rescuing her. She's strong enough to defeat enemies, but not save herself. Ace tells her to shut up, and never bring this up again; they're BROTHERS, and he's not going to leave her behind or make her abandon her dreams when she can't accomplish them alone, and that's his choice. Luffy doesn't bring it up again, but works harder than ever to become stronger and earn recognition as co-Captain when the world seems intent on thinking of her as Ace's pet.)

During one of these kidnappings, Luffy's successfully brought all the way to an auction house before her crew can rescue her. An auction house that unbeknownst to them, was under investigation by the Revolutionary Army.

Liberating slaves is an unfortunately common mission for them, and Sabo's doing final sweeps as Koala frees the last of them when he notices a tank stowed away in a corner. He's familiar with these tanks, used to showcase mermaids in the rare occasions one can be caught, and it looks empty but he's still drawn to it for some reason.

It's only when he gets closer that he notices a mermaid crumpled at the bottom of the enclosure. She's completely slumped over, and he's afraid she's already gone, even as something about her screams with familiarity.

He's cracked the tank and has reached in to pull her out, when the wall behind him explodes in flames, revealing a furious Ace who snarls at the strange man with his hands on his baby brother...

...and then Sabo's memories come back.

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Something like that???? For an initial HCs dump????

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[swagglessmoth]

Ok so it’s this fic

I literally cannot stop thinking about it. I love aus that explore how a character’s personality would change due to different butterfly effects ( in this case Roger’s illness not taking place)

I also like “But the sea changes colors” by the same author. It’s the same idea with Roger still living but a different funnier approach (though I fear this fic might’ve been already discontinued it’s worth checking out)

Anyways this fic starts with the preview that Roger never got ill and the Roger pirates are still going strong in the new world. They are awaiting “the chosen one” whom will bring the dawn of the world and think they know who it is. Ace, Roger’s son. Though for some unknown reason he ran away and because of that they keep waiting for him in the new world until his return. Then, in the east blue, a pirate steals Luffy’s hat and he being furious, goes out to sea to look for him.

This is just the summary put in other words, but I’d like to point some things out. Like the fact that Ace, for some reason, ran away. I suspect that this is because he felt some kind of pressure form the Roger pirates and his parents themselves, as they fully believe he is the one the sea kings talked about. This may have caused him some kind of resentment (cause we know how feisty Ace is) and made him rebel by running away from home.

((Also, with the whole Roger not getting ill thing. Rouge would still be alive (my wife) and Ace would be a year and a half older as his mother didn’t carry him for 20 months))

Then onto Luffy. We know (well at least I think I do by reading the author’s ao3 comments and assuming the rest) that Luffy grew up lonely. He didn’t get the inspiration to be a pirate form Shanks as he didn’t ever go to Dawn island, that and having Shanks as an idol was what in canon shaped Luffy’s ideals and made him such an optimist. In this au however, he stayed lonely and supposedly with no friends his whole childhood (we still don’t know anything about his relationship with Sabo or if they even met as children at all, but we do know asl don’t become brothers as stated in the tags)

He grew up as a lonely angsty kid and we know how badly loneliness affects Luffy (“being lonely is worse than getting hurt”) we don’t know when on this timeline Garp decided to bring Luffy with the bandits but he did in the end assuming by the read beads on Luffy’s neck like canon Ace ( this may be hinting at Luffy growing up like Ace in canon, having been with the bandits his whole life instead of being brought there one day) (this would mean Luffy never met Makino :’(). In this timeline Luffy would have no reason to hate bandits other than out of spite, as the bandit incident with Shanks never happened

With all this we can assume a few things. Shanks has both his arms. Luffy doesn’t have either his scar or his devil fruit ( he may be yet to eat the Nika fruit cause zoans are said to choose their users, but idk if the author will care ab that and just leave Luffy to be punching ppl like Garp). Luffy won’t be able to bond with Usopp ab the red haired pirates because Yasopp never got to tell him about his son ( this will make it difficult to get Usopp’s trust in Syrup village)

Now about the mysterious pirate that stole Luffy’s precious hat. By reading ao3 comments and looking into the story I think it’s a bit safe to assume that It’s Ace (even though it could be someone else I doubt it). That author has made pretty simple parallels between Ace and Luffy (the straw hat being given to ace, Luffy having “Ace’s” hat, the read bead necklace, etc). This means that after Ace ran away he ended up all the way on Dawn island, found Luffy and for some reason stole his hat and gave him his. I suspect that that could’ve been a way to distance himself from his father, as the people close to Roger would recognize the hat whether they know Ace or not. By giving Luffy the straw hat he could be symbolizing “putting the burden” onto Luffy and him being free of it by having a new hat (Luffy’s)

Idk if I worded anything weirdly, english is not my first language. I’ll make much more of these, I’m just tired rn

I’m just gonna rant about my fave fic here bc I’m embarrassed about the amount of comments I leave on ao3

[goodlucktai]

90 for sanji!

PROMPTS LIST

90. “Why do you keep risking your life? To prove a point?” “Yes.”

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Chopper's movements are jerky and stilted. It's not uncommon for him to get nervous, but it's rare that it would happen here, in the infirmary. This room is his domain, full of his books and instruments and precious medicines. It's where he shines the brightest.

Sanji sort of feels like a tool for throwing a shadow over that.

"Hey, doc," he says. The reindeer pauses for a split-second, one ear flicking back in Sanji's direction, before he continues on as if he hadn't heard.

"Chopper," Sanji tries again.

"I'm not speaking to you," Chopper tells him succinctly. His voice is thick and wet.

Abruptly, it becomes obvious why he's refusing to look at Sanji. Oh, fuck, no.

Sanji sits up, the bed creaking as his weight shifts, and that, at least, gets Chopper's full attention. He whips around, one hoof raised in warning. He can clock an escape attempt from three miles away.

And there are tears in his eyes, but now they're dwarfed completely by the magnificent scowl on his little face.

"I told you not to move! I'll sit on you if I have to! I'll tell Nami you're not listening to me! What will you do if you pull those stitches, huh? Do you want to heal or do you want to be stuck in here for a week?"

Sure, he's getting scolded, but something tight in Sanji's chest starts to loosen the longer the little doctor rails on. If he's still being shouted at, he thinks, then he hasn't fucked up too badly.

It's a language he's had to learn, but he knows it well now-- all the different shapes caring can take.

"I thought you weren't speaking to me," Sanji says, his voice doing a gentle thing it really only does for this, his youngest of siblings.

Chopper rears back, ears sticking upright and fur bristled in absolute outrage, and it makes Sanji have to bite back a cough of laughter.

"I'm not! I'm mad at you!"

Words notwithstanding, he's very careful as he presses little hooves to Sanji's chest. Checking that none of the bandages have been bled through, making sure nothing slipped or shifted when Sanji moved.

"For someone so smart, you're so stupid," Chopper adds, under his breath.

"I have been told that," Sanji replies mildly.

"Not enough, apparently."

Chopper finally sits back. He's in his default shape, Brain Point, and had to clamber up onto the bed next to Sanji in order to doctor him.

From this close, all his sharp edges go soft. It's as if there's some sort of gravitational field around his nakama that reminds him, the second he drifts within orbit, of how much he would much rather have a hug than an argument.

Now he looks up at Sanji from under the brim of his hat, his eyes big and wide and still a little damp. He clearly wants to stay angry, but he was never angry to begin with. That's only what it looked like to the casual observer.

"Why do you keep risking your life?" he finally asks. "To prove a point?"

"Yes," Sanji replies honestly. "More or less," he adds, a heartbeat later.

"To who?" Chopper demands shrilly. He looks seconds away from picking a fight with whoever planted that dumbass idea in Sanji's head. Considering he's about a foot tall at the moment, it's pretty cute.

"To myself," Sanji tells him. He would love to have a cigarette right now, but if he smoked in the infirmary, it would be the very last thing he'd ever do.

He can live with the nicotine itch for the time being. It isn't so bad. A heart-to-heart like this with virtually anyone else would have him climbing the walls by now, but Chopper is one of the few he can stomach it for.

The kid is seventeen now, the same age Luffy and Usopp were when Sanji met them, but he's still so much a kid. He still listens in awe to all of Robin's stories, and dances on tabletops when Brook plays silly songs, and follows Zoro around the deck like he's never seen anything as amazing as their swordsman before.

He still cries when his friends get hurt, and flies into their arms when they get home. He's still so, incredibly, impossibly, full of love for every single one of them that it's like a feat of medicine or a miracle all on its own.

Chopper sits there and gazes up at Sanji, expecting something more from him. Expecting something better. And yet he's still sitting there with him, crying for him and caring about him, and holding his body together in those tiny little hands. Still loving him, like it's a simple and easy thing.

That's exactly it, Sanji would tell him, if only it would make any sense. That's exactly why.

[wordycoward]

This came to me on accident. It's late and I'm projecting feelings onto Usopp. Feels necessary.

Also available on AO3.

Word Count: 483

Pairing: Usopp/Roronoa Zoro

Warnings for depression, blood mention.

Hurt

"You're gonna wake up one day and they'll be gone."

Usopp's smile faltered. He pressed it back on and continue with his tale, arms wide, voice loud, words rolling off his lips as if planned days in advance. Luffy laughed. He always laughed. It filled Usopp with warmth, even when his thoughts twisted, writhed, and willed numbness or soul biting chill with winds and words. Usopp was here. Usopp was present. Usopp was not considering how he'd feel when he finally woke up, seventeen, on Syrup Island, his two years of adventure shattered, splintered, stripped, and sealed beneath the sea of slumber that told him with increasing cruelty, "Yes, Usopp, you can travel the world with these people, even with how weak you are."

No, it was real. Usopp knew the pain, saw the scars, brushed his fingers over battle wounds, his own and others. He had dreams and nightmares he scrambled to piece together once the Thousand Sunny set sail each morning, but the journey as a whole was not one of them. No. It was real.

But they would be dreams eventually.

These adventures wouldn't last forever. These figures would leave him. These days would end and he would go back to an island that would no longer feel like home to wait for another ship, crossbones flying high, the song of freedom mingling with laughter in the air.

"Hey."

Usopp jumped. A warm hand caught his arm and pulled him back, saving him from the blue depths outside the ship. His head jerked back, eyes wide, mouth open.

Green. Tan. Spots of gold. Scars that marred the landscape of flesh. One emerald eye pierced to him, through him, and dug through Usopp's own scar-scattered skin. Usopp wanted to smile, wanted to pull up his shield and keep the sword from cutting too deep. He was a weapon. He hurt. If Usopp could keep the blade on the surface, only a little blood would trickle free and he would be safe. He would feel safe. It wasn't too late.

Before Usopp could slam the shield between them, the man sliced. The air between them fell to pieces. The man that closed in. Usopp blinked. He missed the point of the steel. He didn't miss the tip - the man's kiss - cool on his forehead. It pierced past muscles, past bone, past everything Usopp hoped would hold him together when the blade cut too deep.

"Zoro..."

Usopp whispered the name so soft he thought the wind carried the two syllables away. Instead, arms encircled him. Warmth, dirt, steel, salt mixed with sweat brushed against his nose, his chest, his whole being.

"I'm here."

Blood poured from Usopp's soul, his heart, his eyes, in hot streaks. He trembled, reached, grasped, entangled fingers in the fabrics before him. Brown and green: an island in his storm-struck sea. Rains came for that island, along with sobbing thunder.